Nat'l Poetry Month Day 29: ReCurrent

Screen light heat fades in
2 phases
Moon, please
Grant me the ease
Of dry-erase clarity
Blue beyond my outline
Find the parity
gently Once captured freely
in a kiss
We thenwalked
thenstopped
Back and forth
And Back again
A Grasshopper,
You jumped forward
Then as ants,
crawled an hour back
We scratch and pretend
not to notice

Nat'l Poetry Month Day 27: Two Dead Bags in a Park

Is that a dead bird
Still in the grass?
I don't know, let's go find out
I think I'll pass,
At least 'til tonight
When the air is still
This side of the hill
Please consider my appetite
Perhaps the breeze will warn us
Crinkling bag or heaping decay
Let's just enjoy the weather
Surely the pleasant breeze
Will set our minds at ease

But why stall and stay instead
of seeking resolution, planning ahead?

Why must you on misfortune dwell?
Drop the subject, we'll be all the merrier!

You'll have us sit and suffer the smell
And blame that poor hobo's terrier

How does the same wind carry us away
Each in different directions?

Nat'l Poetry Month Day 25: As the Mirror Grows

As the mirror grows
You stay the same size

Perhaps it frightens you
I see you
Clutching a bucket of rocks
But you have to
Catch me first

The more you run
The more of you
Vanishes
When looking back
Nourishes the mirror

Nat'l Poetry Month Day 18: Like taking candy from a blender

Decontained
Possession unbound
Not touching, but
Coalescing around

This
Point

Days were abstract figures
Now their angles all add up
That number is still in a decanter
And our glasses are
Shaded

When the sound keys click
Or hum,
Sliding in from the doldrums
When my paws return one photon
Of borrowed light unscratched
And you finally read the note attached
Leave it open
Without asknowing
Without wheregoing

Nat'l Poetry Month Day 17: Fat n Smart & The Stickerman

Poetry inspired at a trade show.

Fat n' Smart

Oh we're fat n smart!
Noblest martyrs
At Noblemart!
Unfooled by your form fit faces,
I'm legitimate
You can't read me,
You're me illiterate!
My face never drew you
In or to conclusion
My constant feast
Is on your delusions
On them I daily grow
Smarter n fatter
I dip them in
The ego sauce splatter
Of the platter that we share
It doesn't matter what we wear
Come mealtime you're not there

You'll never fit in
With the smart n fat ones,
Your're too busy making fat puns


The Stickerman

The Stickerman
Stopped to consider me
Once.
Mired, flat tired
In the neighborhood of
Fronts
Awaiting repairs
Giving flat tire airs
Showing gaps where a sticker must fit,
He evaluated me on the dichotomous pit
Of "have you or have not?"

Showing gaps of my own
And gaps even of gaps
I pulled out an old stare
That asked "Join me perhaps?"
Staid, sober
And laid over
Sympathetic as a prawn
With exquisite taste
The Stickerman checked his phone
And moved on

Nat'l Poetry Month Day 10: Other Side of Mirror

I work the parking garage booth
A one-way pane of glass
Seperating me from
Heat and people.
Sidewalk passers
Stare in somehow
Right into my eyes
Beaming deep accusations,
Unfavorable assessments
They burn
Like the heat
Concentrated
The darkened glass
Deflects

Nat'l Poetry Month Day 9: Somewhere Being Shaped

Somewhere being shaped
In the smear I see through windows

Can your blue light be collected
For the nights when I'm rejected
(From your mother of pearl party)
Or possibly be reflected
And your image be projected-
And escape my personal gravity?
Doubtful.

I've been gathering ideas like
Cranberries
Floating in the tear bogs
They sink,
Crashing not a moment too soon
Chipping away all scabs which
Resemble not the moon
The speed of this madness
Can chip at nothing more
The speed of this madness
No clouds can obscure