Limerick 1

This Limerick isn't much good,
For I'm writing, but not in the mood.
My Muse sneaked off home,
Leaving me on my own,
So these lines are not clever, but crude.

Limerick 2

Empty bottle of Malt hits the floor
Soon I slide down beside with a snore
When I wake up I say
"No more drinking today!"
To my Pink Elephant at the door

Our Honours Listed Or OH..L

The silence in the camps is most resounding,
but our quiet voices of power is astounding.

Walk with me he says I’ll make sense
of our stinking world, from the obese
riches of the western poor, to the thin
skin and bone bodies of an eastern life.

Sure I can show you the peoples of trading
African nations dying from hunger while their
leaders are like puffed out Penguins, attending
stately banquets of queens and presidents alike
soon forgetting their countries strife.

Couldn’t get a ride home
it was either wait for four hours
or start hoofin’ it for two
under the Rundberg pass
a blurred man lighting a refry

large, curly, blonde
fro-mane, like a great
thick picture frame
showing eyes and nose only
his jacket and jeans
the worn, nodescript
color of fading- red? brown? blue?
It wasn’t too cold
I had nada to do
that night, just walked by, but
we looked at each other,
eyes wondered
each others questions.
and then-

nothing

i.

"my cold ass
against your thighs"
inside the soupy bliss
of afterwards
like sprawled out poems
on sweat-stained sheets
drooling with hymns
and confessions of a bygone astronaut

we inhabit different worlds again
spilling seeds
we bring back to earth
our war against the candlelight
slipping off moss and tongue
day by day in words we will not ever say

ii.

When sun rays and rain drops get together,
They form an iridescent rainbow with beautiful weather
When bees and flowers come together,
Forms a sweet honey forever.
When a river and a sea get together,
Forms an ocean forever.
When YOU and ME get together
Forms a FRIENDSHIP unbroken forever.

One morning by my window
my first mind was made aware,

while the dew clung fast to the outside glass
I saw there wasn't anybody, there.

I squinted at the morning's brightness
straining my focus for so I could see,

but my view held empty promises
and none of them were meant to be.

About that time my second mind
began to rear it's crazy head,

to my dismay it wanted to, "play"
I considered going back to bed!

Then from my heart my third mind
offered me another choice,

Let's pretend away the shadows
and erase away the fears,

we'll find solace in the future
and let the past hold all the tears;

let's pretend for just an instance
empty moments we hadn't shared,

and both of us were interested
because both of us still cared.

Let's pretend we're in the sunshine
sipping cock-tails in the shade,

and neither you, nor I could think of
any place, which we would trade;

Let's pretend we're not pretending
or that we never thought to start;

poem updated
Il giardino dei Finzi-Contini
[The Garden of the Finzi-Contini]

On a hillside of the Emilia-Romagna
Cascading colors dark
And somber
Ivy deep green
Shrouding Etruscan faces
Screaming
Paralyzed in stone
Sinews black of Cypress trees
Shadows with no breath
Of sunlight
There lay
Protected and alone
The garden of the Finzi-Contini
Italians of the Sephardic kind
Safe and hidden
From the sounds of war
The year nineteen hundred and forty four

To you in the back of the room
Who accepted insults
Like insulin
To a diabetic

A pair of headphones
Silences taunting voices

Sitting in the last row
Watching as cliques
Try to ostracize you
For not converting
To their ideologies

The lyrics to some rap song
Playing on repeat
Became a sound of solace

You just want to paint
the boring lecture hall
With true colors
Rather than the epidemic
Of superficiality

I guess I'm alive if that's what you'd call it
i've been waiting to set free the wish in my pocket
so, so long dirt road
i'll see you 'round
the valley, it beckons the wind as it blows
all the spiders are going to bed with the crows
'cause they settled for naught
let their own webs hold them down

this crazy mountain air must get to me
i know you're never there but you're all i see
if wishes could be, i'd happily believe
that this breeze would bring you back to me