Wednesday, October 26, 2022
Blue Sky at Morning
Stop Being So Cynical and Tell Us the Truth
Pick a lane. People care
About power, power
And sway over people.
Money and status serve
Power and sway. Why not
Be honest about this?
Boast all you want, but don’t
Admit to what you want,
Don’t admit to wanting.
Having power and sway
Is impressive, but hide
Craving power and sway.
Admitting what you want,
To others, to yourself,
Risks your chance to grab it.
Power and sway, power
And sway. Keep switching lanes
Hunting power and sway.
Lamp Room Poem
Outside, it’s cold,
Dark, and clouded.
You’ve stood out there
Hugging your chest,
Chanting the poems
You’ve memorized
For nobody.
You’ve come back in
To electric
Luxuriance,
Purring heater,
Golden lampshade.
Now what? Small thing
In a firm chair,
Compose yourself.
Morning’s coming.
Dark Room Poem
If you’re sighted,
A dark room feels
Confusingly
Empty and full.
The rich details
Of light are gone,
But you’re aware
Of what’s not there.
Some of it, you
Remember, but
The rest presses
On you, unknown.
You’re the black stage
Without a play,
Solo, crowded
In your silence.