Showing posts with label #poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label #poetry. Show all posts

Sunday, January 5, 2020

Revel

you are wrong to record your life as it happens to video and snap and live don't waste your time documenting be there in the moment at that moment revel dance joyfully in its presence you are wrong to record your life as it happens live it

Friday, January 3, 2020

Stop and Drop and Roll Away

They are driving me
to spend more time
and money
and attention
on entertainment
because
they keep doing things
that makes me mad
and irritates
and angers
me constantly
and
I can only handle so much
before I have to stop
and drop
and roll
away

December

December is bittersweet bitter memories of people passed sweet experiences with people present You have to take the bitter with the sweet or all that's left is bitter.

Cost

When I am gone Don't spend your time Thinking of me The cost is too high The past is past The present too valuable.

Blank Eyes

While blank eyes stare at me from across the room My poetry flows easier than their thoughts

Human Condition

The human condition will be the death of humanity Our inability to understand life outside our experience is so human We have so far to go yet we have so little ability to grow We can't see ourselves as valuable life forms What hope do new life forms have?

I Stood in the Snow

I stood in the snow and remembered sledding and snowballs and hot chocolate and cold, wet clothes and it is sad to think this part of my life has been over for so long I stood in the snow and remembered

Holidays

The holidays are hard
now that my parents are goneand my grandparents Each year it seems I have one less placewhere I feel at home

Snow Day Sick Day

Snow Day Sick Day I am at home either way I don't understand I cannot say should I be glad or should I be mad? I am at home either way It sucks to be sick I really must say.

Friday, May 31, 2019

Poseur Poser

Poseur Poser

Passion
I am driven by Passion
not my passion
but others

I read a book
on punk rock
and I picked up
on the writer's Passion
and I became passionate
about another's Passion

I listen to punk
I enjoy punk
I am passionate about punk
but I am not Passionate

I am no Zelig
I don't attend shows
I don't wear leather
or dog collars
or safety pin my ears
I am only passionate
about the music

Can you love something
without being in love with it?
Can I listen
without living it?

I tell myself
It is about the music
not the lifestyle
not the drama
not the scene
but what if
I am wrong?

Consumed by Consumption

consumed by consumption

do i binge
music
tell-evision
movies         no
film nevermovies

paralyzed by production

do i write
poetry
music
movies         no
flim nevermovies

subsumed by social

do i post
utube
insta
fb         no
twttr neverfb


there is no quiet
inside
either i create
or i consume
or share