Working Puzzles & Beating the Odds
Roll up my sleeves & dig in my heels
running on distilled willpower
throwing logic & reason out an open window
and into the streets below
The match is lit & ready for the fire
commensurate with a burning desire
and an appetite for further exploration
into a future unfolding as yet undiscovered
among the ashes of yesterdays long gone
Specifics blend into indifference
features become indistinct
assurances fly into the early morning mist
with their own constant drip… drip… drip…
I dream in thoughts
… eggs scrambled or fried-over-easy …
a composition of words with purpose
draining off excess verbiage,
attuned to philosophical pursuits
expressing motives & means
and the importance of abstractions
attendant to a central plot,
imagining a new & improved experience
for life & death on Mother Earth
partnered with God for inspiration,
questioning the validity of my take on perception,
chilled by unbridled ramifications
of opposing schools of thought
dancing with the devil’s surrogate
ridiculously close to annihilation of the planet,
much to the chagrin of a living, breathing Universe
as a world on the Eve of Destruction
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[this song referred to the Vietnam War]
Never held on to a running diary
[I was violated only once & destroyed it]
until I started collecting poetries
[retired 2011]
documenting nearly every thought, deed & action
… volumes & volumes & volumes …
could’a been a novel of a different persuasion
I grab a line off an invisible assembly line,
groping for further firmament to build on
– not guessing where I’m going –
Figments of imagination butter the bread
– chew for maximum digestion –
& water washes it down the esophagus
No longer an option
– but to nurture the beast inside –
I write to defragment my mind
This is the post excerpt.
Toying with thoughts that cross my mind from the Ether
Maitland Art Center, Maitland FL USA
