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Saturday, June 13, 2020

Poetic Form 11: Abstract

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du-ring Du-ring DU-ring DU-RING
The phone is full of frivolous fluff
Sunlight shines in sight
Nu Nu Nothing to say
Just another sleepless night

Pop 
Pop-tart
Pop
Pop toast
Pop
Pop strudel

Cartoons clamour
The best day ever
Finding clues
Makes us feel clever

Oven beeped
Beeped
Beeped until canceled

Cycle through cycles
Clunk
Swoosh
Spraying until sparkling
Hummmm
Till they turn up the TV

A last groan
Aughhh
With a last dad joke
hee, hee, hee
Hun, what do you call...


Poetic Form #11: Abstract

There are a few different definitions for abstract poetry. The main idea is about how sounds, rhythms, and textures of the words evoke emotions rather than about the meaning of words.






Saturday, April 29, 2017

Fade to Nowhere

I’ll just fade into nowhere
my past like a flare into the night
I don't dare
because of the fear I feel
that no one saw
the brief burst of color
in a night sky filled with satellites
broadcasting another game
another 80’s movie
or rerunning a game show

I’ll just fade into nowhere
this moment like a flare into the sky
Stranded on an island
searching for a rescue unit
in an endless blue of
ocean and sky
not a cloud to be seen
or rain to come still
my thirst for something
more than all this space

I’ll just fade into nowhere
my future like a flare that won’t ignite
The wick wet from
tears I’ve tried to
dry with your love letters
and mail from the strangers
who seem to know
nothing of me
but want everything
I’ve built this life with

I’ll just fade into nowhere
I’ll just fade

Fade

I’ll just fade into nowhere

Thursday, February 18, 2016

Today

We have enough scars
and heartbreaks
crushed families
spilling from the alcohol that
pours from our TVs

Afraid to be
the best of ourselves
because everyone is
making fun of our
humanness

Add a filter
tip your chin
Not sure where you took the picture
but you are the center
The world though has its
own axis
and we are all spinning around the
same pole

So let's drop more bombs
open more prisons
and call people names
from our keyboards
because it doesn’t matter anymore
because it never mattered in the first place

The Internet tells me so…