Thursday, February 21, 2013

Atom Bombs and Paper Plates

The Parents
     believed,
God Bless 'em,
     in World War Two
     and such

I grew up
     in a cold war
which was no war
It didn't matter much
     Atom bombs
          were going to
               kill us
     marijuana helped us
               not to care
     And somewhere
          among the shrapnel
          of an over educated mind

Buddha made
     his soft appearance
-and it's taken
     quite awhile
for the message of
     simplicity

-to sink in 

Saturday, February 2, 2013

Dreams of Snakes

Dreams of snakes
     Again...!
Why is it always a
     Python/Boa Constrictor?
And why
     does it always
Remind me
     of you?
-Dear-

This one became
     friendlier
As the dream
     went on
(much like yourself-
     has become)

But it was hungry
     and that
     was a problem-
Someone had to go
     out and get some
     food for it-
     at the snake food
          store

And then it climbed
     into bed
And was content
     -moving softly-
     beneath
     the covers

And then it became
     interested
In something else    
     and so I let
     it go-
Into the landscaping
-Where it surprised
     the passerby-   ...  !

I know better
     than to eat
un-digestable things
     before bed

-but I was hungry
-for a little something...

Just like I know better
     than to hang out with
          you
     -dear-


-But you have ceased biting...

-And are beginning to

     Slither
          Away...