impatience is not a virtue, or so i’m told

November 12, 2007 at 1:14 pm (Poetry, Writing) (, , , , )

‘impatience is not a virtue, or so i’m told’

hazily penitential for the crazily detrimental
vernal verdigris each time it’s sentimental
crumbling, rust red, no longer galvanic
attack of the panic organically manic
calm down to lark song, no stark wrongs
sometimes.

cavorting countryside sporting lies tacky
expected. all prevaricate like Frank TJ Mackey
vagrant apostles come and go docile
ardently pardon this passion, not hostile
ever.

posing life’s eternal koans, my own
conclusions buried in idle illusion
roaming the unknown in search of home
these eager delusions only beget confusion
always.

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global

November 5, 2007 at 12:15 pm (Poetry, Writing) (, , , , , , )

‘global’

sky blue canopies, advance and
pursue insanities. cloud white land,
understands demure impurity.

stark and clean, sun yellow beams,
dreaming scenes mellow not
extreme. attracted to the laid-back.

knowledge always comes after the fact.
too late to debate the sun sets
abated. complications unnecessary,

signals mixed as by an apothecary.
but nary will ever a sun, sky or moon
croon a tune to make the other swoon;

their doom is to orbit, never touching.
forever circularly strewn.

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