…I am an artistic and athletic nerd with a social conscience, who occasionally enjoys bubble baths, is organized to a superior degree, and reads poetry (admittedly, celebrity gossip on occasion) while defecating…
Day: December 10, 2008
haiku
poetrychristmas lights left on
through the night radiate calm–
moments before you wake.
afternoon ponderings on my dream of sitting on a porch and smoking a pipe in my old age alongside a well behaved bloodhound asleep and listening to the blues which only one of us appreciates but niether is quite sure whom
poetryand all of these things in a bucket
to wrap and pull and laugh so full
pouring out languished thoughts
on fairytales and old car lots with
never painted old white doors greyer
than the wooden floors we sell
to folks who need them not and then
sit and laugh and watch them rot as
worm and moth destroy the dreams
the children hope they will employ
to tender moments in times to come
and slender frames to roll into a couplet
Dunking
poetryTurn your tired eyes
your tired eyes
your tired eyes
and find the will to rise
and ease your lies
perhaps prevent a
hard capsize
Though Goodness knows
we’ve need for a good
Dunking.
the sieve and the sand 