If ever you are in the room with those
Lost in the reverie of poetry
And struggling to guide their thoughts, they close
Their seeking eyes to help them better see;
If ever you have watched a poet’s face
Composing line within a world inside
No other soul can witness nor divide;
Then you are not alone in wond’ring, “Where,
While all their flesh and blood on Earth remains,
Do poets take their thoughts before they bare
Them back transformed? Where is a poem’s domain?”
This verse will not reveal from whence it came,
And poets–they write poems to explain.
Don’t fret the day misery
knocked at your door
you knew he’d come
take off his shoes
break all your rules
put a squeeze on your toothpaste tube
dirty up the tub
use all the ice cubes
He hadn’t lain in your lap
to tell you he’d stay
If he reaches the door, leaving
he comes right back immediately, saying
i left my keys
can you wash these
more time please
to gather his things
But remember this
you are king of all you survey
if misery has overstayed a welcome
show him the way
because only you have the key
When great trees fall,
rocks on distant hills shudder,
lions hunker down
in tall grasses,
and even elephants
lumber after safety.
When great trees fall
small things recoil into silence,
eroded beyond fear.
When great souls die,
the air around us becomes
light, rare, sterile.
We breathe, briefly.
Our eyes, briefly.
a hurtful clarity.
Our memory, suddenly sharpened,
gnaws on kind words
Great souls die and
our reality, bound to them, takes leave of us.
dependent upon their
now shrink, wizened.
Our minds, formed
and informed by their
We are not so much maddened
as reduced to the unutterable ignorance
of dark, cold
And when great souls die,
after a period peace blooms,
slowly and always
irregularly. Spaces fill
with a kind of
soothing electric vibration.
Our senses, restored, never
to be the same, whisper to us.
They existed. They existed.
We can be. Be and be
better. For they existed.
step to the table with a pen
release all the static within
view the universe clearly
in my thoughts sand, gravel slipping through my hands
cocoa butter memories swim around
this intellectual revolutionary
bury me with dark chocolate and a floatie
i can back stroke through the essence of life
anger and admiration raise the question
are you really that comfortable with ignorance?
ebonics has spread like the bubonic plague
devil obscured our language to make meaning vague
if you can’t comprehend what i said
let me reiterate
in communication lies peace these words we preach
but the violence can’t cease if no one understands us
ninety percent of your speech is driven by thought
think of the truth
translate that into actions dominated by ninety percent of your heart
knees search for the carpet
amidst the tornado from the bed to the couch
we hit it hard
the mouth moves
the thigh sways
swimming in each other
until the door creaks open
This morning someone spoke my name.
Sometimes I have trouble waking
I fall back to sleep
deep into dreaming
the weight of the voice shook me up, teeming
with a power
I have never known
I opened my eyes to realize that
and so it goes
whenever I’m lost in a vortex that is the bed
a voice speaks inside my head
if I’m too heavy
it rolls me into the covers tightly
pushes the pillows over ever so slightly
& shoves the alarm right under my ear
just near enough to deafen
On occasion I’ll come face to face with a face
precariously perched on the wooden chair
from my dresser
eyes intent and steady
watching me breath, I guess
until I am startled into wakefulness
& scan the room
looking for the missing soul
that rippled my sleep
only to see once again
that I am alone
the sole person
in this home.
with your lips
the nectar from
teach me there
Unfamiliar spaces produce unfamiliar faces with hollow glances in foreign places
I’ve never been here
A stranger in my own mind, rewind, who let all these people in
has been broken
I’ve been cheating on poetry with painting 🙂 I finally finished my latest project, which is my own interpretation of Henry Ossawa Tanner’s “The Banjo Lesson”. Let me know what you think!