Saturday, December 24, 2011

full scale humbuggery
going on
up
in
here...

Thursday, December 22, 2011

some move through life as if
dancing
to a soundtrack in perfect time
and others
stumble
a poem in search of a rhyme
some seem to barely budge
but are racing in their minds
others busy being busy
making nothing
burning time...

...some days i admit
i set a torch to...
play bass
stare into space
drink coffee
play bass
stare into space
repeat and replay
and all the time wondering
of coming days
are we finding ways to
turn the corner or have we
painted ourselves into one
wondering am i playing
a soundtrack to the crumbling of this
new roman empire
another night becomes
morning
sky lightens through
shaded window
chasing sleep
chasing dreams
ghosts tap my shoulder
tap inside my head
whispered fragments hiss
through dark air
Christmas carols and
twelve-bar blues
another solstice come
and go and some say
the last
as a grand cycle comes
to pass
three hundred sixty five
more circuits around
our nearby star
until we spin off into
oblivion
or wipe our collective brow
having dodged doom somehow
like a lucky drunk weaving through
galactic traffic
heaving and laughing
at our apparent good fortune
as the spinning continues
winners hoard their winnings
and say poor are such
for sinning

Sunday, June 26, 2011

sitting here watching the cursor blink
waiting for the coffee to kick in
so i might more clearly think...
cruel summer has returned in earnest
and days are spent hidden in the dark
nights still sizzle and spark
marking time until coolness
and sanity return...
seasons will cycle as always
september is inevitable
clarity is not so certain...

Saturday, April 30, 2011