Saturday, September 19, 2020

Prompt - connection through music

Music is that wondrous salve
that bobs in a prim jazz hall
shrieks from the rim of a stage
'n' weeps on a dim back porch


Friday, September 4, 2020

The Ultimate Judo Move

 The ultimate judo move is to not let your nihilism lumber you down but lift you up.



"Is that some sort of Eastern thing?", the Dude asks 😛


Sunday, August 16, 2020

I Wish I Could Have My Sun Back

I wish I could have my sun back
bask again in its nourishing rays
But I have learned many a new fact
My sun's just one among many in space

I wish I could carry on around my sun
with that old confident gait
But the twinkling points afar do beckon
I drift, pitiful pockmarked planet
doomed forever to be on the run
never settling into 'nother orbit


Saturday, August 8, 2020

Bring It On

I don't know how I came by it
I don't know how long it'll stay
But I sure as hell can't deny it
It just feels amazing this way!

Anything I set my mind to
I believe is doable
The world no longer seems
a series of obstacles
Nowhere man, 
the world is at your command, 
Ah, la, la, la, la!


Thursday, August 6, 2020

Here and Gone

Shadows parade
across a pool of light
before they fade
back into yawning night

The stars disengage
flying out to the seams,
receding afterimages
in the flush of a dream

Sunday, July 19, 2020

The Window Has Become A Mirror

The cars scurry
across my blank gaze
as I sip my coffee
braced against the rails

My mind hushes
after a long day at work
As the traffic rushes
my bus pulls up to the curb

A wave of fatigue
that starts from my curled feet
closes my heavy eyelids
and I collapse into my seat

***

It is dark outside;
the window has become a mirror.
I have a quick bite
and head on back from the diner.

Nighthawks by Edward Hopper

***

A wave of energy
that swells up from down below
lifts me up bodily
and dumps me outside my door

My head throbs
like the flies atop the lone lamp posts
as I round the blocks
deserted but for any damned souls

My thoughts race
the regrets, worries, sighs
and I steel my face
with resolutions renewed every night

The Girl From The Cafe

At lunch, I walked to the cafe
not feeling quite so sure
Will the girl be there today?
Will she recognize me from before?

There she was, facing away
arranging the cups next to her
"Um ..hello ..." I began to say
as I stepped up to the register

"Ham sandwich and a small drink?"
she asked with a bashful giggle
I smiled back, turning a shade pink
"Yes", I said, "I'll have the usual"