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Tag Archives: Rambling

Poem: 2017-11-30

Faltering
I flail
and fail
in indulging
frivolous frivolity;
I cannot comprehend.
Casual conversation
causes me cranial confusion,
to rudely rule my unruly head.

In fact;
to be percise
yet clinically concise;
I speak cold hard truth
in rigid Vulcan tones.

While wistful words whiz wishfully
from each to each
playfully pinching potential
pretty playmates,
I remain aimlessly alone
leaning against erected empty walls
obscurely observing onerous
rituals outside my knowing.

Here
Evolution dead-ends
this lineage.
I am unable to
spontaneously spew
symbolically spawning
majestic masculine
magical mutterings
utterly overwhelming
ultimately unveiling
your unstoppered uterus
indulging in this
genetic compulsion
to find golden eggs.

I am a child
wanting to be a man.

It is National Novel Writing month – and well I don’t write Novels but I do try to write novel poetry. One a day for November!

 

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Poem: 2017-11-29

dasher dancing
prancing on the snow…
she saw sparkles
sparking in the flames…
we were walking
waltzing arm in arm…
there is nothing
really left to say.

It is National Novel Writing month – and well I don’t write Novels but I do try to write novel poetry. One a day for November!

 

Poem: 2017-11-28

I am set and settled.
Age and time solidifying
my parts and thoughts
until I am resistant,
full speed ahead,
to relentless change;
erosion,
gravity,
reality,
all be damned!

It is my prerogative
to be fossilized
comfortably numb
in blissful, willful, ignorance
that the world has moved
up, on, and beyond
my knowledge
and my memories.

It is National Novel Writing month – and well I don’t write Novels but I do try to write novel poetry.

Poem: 2017-11-27

I dreamt that I smelt
of ancient aqua velva
and unwashed clothing.

Swinging a claw hammer
getting the roof on
between winter rains.

It felt good doing
something tangible
with the time I have.

And then it was gone,
the dreaming all done,
while the morning remains.

It is National Novel Writing month – and well I don’t write Novels but I do try to write novel poetry. One a day for November!

Poem: 2017-11-26

say hello

here we go
high and low
to and fro
we echo

say hello

each to each
out of reach
mumbled speech
we beseech

say hello

wait in hope
for a rope
don’t say nope
let’s elope

say hello

take a chance
begin a dance
find romance
and perchance

say hello

It is National Novel Writing month – and well I don’t write Novels but I do try to write novel poetry.