Tag Archives: curiosity
Rotten to the Core
Cannot anyone help me understand Our world’s oh so obvious insanity People only, the Earth works grand Can I hide where none can find me Enter the asylum, numbed by drugs Or self-medicate and live vicariously Stoned or drunk, suck media dugs Consumed by, crime, soaps, reality I have tried to take the blame before […]
Turning a Blind Eye
I think the car over there is flirting with me It honked its horn and also blinked its lights There are no people anywhere that can see Maybe it’ll offer me a ride to see the sights I start to walk closer, make it certain I saw It’s grown frantic, honking, lights blinking I dash […]
Secretly Hoping ~ A thought ramble
Tired, oh so tired I struggle through My days, my daze Fight and push myself Till all of me pays The price Of one good day May cost me two Too late now My eureka moment Came deep in life Still, I’m sure, I hope I have many years Multiplied by days Pain, mental fog […]
Today
Today I stopped for coffee, don’t we all Those of us, at least, who enjoy the taste It‘s not even merely caffeine’s siren call Just to sit, think, to savor time to waste I listen to nearby folk talk and I wonder How it is that all of us are now right here Sometimes I […]
The Crying of Hat 10 1/2
Events in life happen when they must A meaningless assertion at its very best Events in life do happen when they do So, they must happen when they must This tautological sophistry oft repeated Is proclaimed to proclaim proclamation Proof of nothing can only prove nothing There is nowhere to go from this point Therefore, […]
Still on the Shelf?
A dog-eared page In an old book Mirrors my mood Phantom reason Marked as special, I fervently hope For unknown purpose An unremembered time Or accidental Compressed too long Hidden, neglected, fragile Forest and trees Broken off, lost Handle with care My life attacks A whirlwind child Imperious Nature Unaware, uncaring My dog-eared self Bent […]
String Theory
Oh what a wonderful word and thing is string All the names we call it and the ways we use it Thread-woven cloth on the seat where you sit? Or long hairs on a bow, so a cello’s strings sing Do I hear you mutter or proclaim hemp or jute The ball of yarn your […]
My Secret Treasure
Digging a deep hole I find my darkness grows “No way out,” they say, “But through.” Pretty sure I’ll burn Long before I tunnel through The Earth Time to change Direction, but which way Should I turn Follow my nose Or wait for a sign A glimmer in darkness A will-o-wisp A jewel, or golden […]
Acts of Life
I’m tightrope walking on razor wire Dancing up there, above a pit of fire On one side darkness hides mystery A secret hidden from myself, a plea While half anything is not complete On no off, out no in, note but no beat Unknown frightening till in the light Yet then we’ll know if we […]
The Joke’s on Me
Gravity weighs heavy Upon my head Dragging me earthward Back bent Joints stiff, sore Creek and complain Zombified at rest Effort to lift my head To rise, move Insecurities worn As extra pounds Meaningless rituals To hide behind my face My public visage Humor real, cultivated Though dark and cynical Smiling feigned confidence Which can’t […]
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