Ode to Poetry with Gary GLAZNER:
With Gary I learn,
How to talk,
As I walk with poetry…
Hand and hand…
We, all with Gary, take a stand,
Against, fixed, As his wordsFissure the diagnosis,
An arrow shot into our sky,
Brilliantly, we all sigh…
Hand in hand…
We, all with Gary, take a stand,
Won’t be held down by the man…
That’s our plan…
Poetry rebels…
We confused minds- some old and new…Find rhythm together against the blue.
Tuesday, November 10, 2015
Wednesday, July 8, 2015
Fingertip-man (7/5/2015):
Fingertip-man (7/5/2015):
Life’s rough, isn’t it?
But we can’t hold on to free things with…
Our fingertips.
Although light and pink and fleshy…
Padded are finger tips pressing in and curling,
Closing-in, just like the padded rooms of the asylums.
Finger tips are fine,
But not fine enough for her.
She doesn’t want you to be,
But wants to be her.
Thursday, June 25, 2015
Bird State Manifesto...
In the late hours,
Where the eyes hurt,
And the soul remembers,
You think of all the moments,
Where you manifested bird state,
And you Flew…
You felt the soul living in you,
Unstuck, unglued, from your shoes,
You just knew, you..
Took sight of all around you,
And still did not turn back,
Although heart, beckoned you,
To ….
But we do what we got to do,
Fly above…but never back…
Do forward shocked but not shell shocked.
Your wings, they’ll carry you,
Not much else, sometimes.
Saturday, May 30, 2015
Hedging her best?
Hedging her best?
I want you,
But I stop,
In thought…
Or in my belly button.
I follow, one, OR
The Other.
Run, for cover,
But the ache in my loins stays behind,
And I take with me, my behind,
My thoughts, soon follow.
And wonder, if I keep on the run,
I will run too far up the ledge,
Hedging my bets on instinct?
Either way, far away…
I think of you.
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