What do you do
when doing what you
did doesn’t work anymore
What do you think
what do you try
Have I finally finally
found the end of
the rope having followed
it all these years
no rope is a
rainbow at the end
of which one finds
gold Oh no the
end of the rope
is far less promising
So what does one
do when doing what
one knows doesn’t work
You let go of
the rope which while
scary is better than
being hung by it
Category: Creativity
It
It’s avoiding me now
love love is avoiding
me now it skitters
scampers and slides gleefully
teasing and tauntingly away
from me like some
feral cat or spoiled
child calling haha you
can’t catch me stupid
So I mope I sit
and I mope singing
woe is me and
I swear off this
obnoxious game of tag
for even in tag
sometimes I’m it but
love I never am
G’Morning
And the mountains appear
in the far off
distance like a fleet
of side by side
ships ready for battle
emerging from the gloom
like a pack of
big black wolves stalking
unaware sheep languidly grazing
or like the backs
of sleeping giants at
last awakened by dawn
Clouds
The morning clouds look
like spatulas dipped in
cream cheese frosting and
waiting for their cake
to be cooled enough
to be patiently iced
AlwaysDoes
I didn’t think I
was but I am
I thought by thinking
that I wasn’t then
I really wasn’t but
when in fact and
in reality I am
I am looking for
love again but having
looked for it before
and it not being
true my looking is
now shielded as though
I haven’t yet discovered
the bomb but know
it’s there so I’m
already covering my eyes
Oh please don’t let
it hurt this time
for my body now
is less of me
and more the shrapnel
I’ve absorbed by way
of the previous explosions
