Monday, March 24, 2014

Unfathomable Conversation

What could they possibly mean 
By that 
We want works, of so many 
So much, or no rhyme 
And we will pay a few dollars or
No dollars

Don't they realize that those of us 
Who write 
Have another reason 
Have another rhyme
To the beat of the 
Different drummer ?

They will publish us -
How nice of them 
      To bother 
Now the Internet 
Has given us 
Wings !

-so to speak-

An iPhone and 
- nothing on tv 
Will do 
For inspiration 

An Unfathomable man
Will make 

Aging comes in 
For more 
Which friend has 
Just died ...
And did they die well
Did they get to go easy
Did they give up.
     Let go

Don't, please God,
Let him go yet
-so many bits of him 
I've just met 
So many Unfathomable conversations 
Yet to have

Having said all this 
I will submit 
A few pages of 
Sacred mutterings

But I will never submit -
Never surrender !
As an American Woman...
I don't have to 
Thank the great

Tax Tyme

Can I write this off
This coffee
This latte? 
If I sit here 
And think about 
The irs ?

If I consider 
If I contemplate 
Which line goes where 
And to what do I add 
And or subtract 

What percentage of 
Whom do I declare-
I declare
I want 
Out of here 

I love this country
Love this place
But when it comes to 
Every year 
We hear 
And  gnashing  
Of teeth!

And I again contemplate ...
They know more about me 
Than I do -
Just take what you take -
- leave me alone -

Don't even let me know -
I'll just try 
To live on the rest -
Whatever you choose 
To leave me with -
After all the people get
All the stuff for free
Not me-!
I always fall 
Just between 
The cracks 

Barely enough money 
To eat,
But just enough
Not to qualify

For anything

It's always been 
Like that 

All my life -
I know people 
Who qualify
For everything -

God bless 'em 
God bless us all-

They never have to work 
Another day 
They have found 
A way
Am I just 
Too honest 
Too straight forward
Or too 

What is up 
With this crazy country ?
I can't write off 
A latte ...

Singing Monks

Singing monks 
Dressed in black
They have dedicated their lives to...
So serious and celibate 

Really serious...
Do they not know 
The joy 
The bliss
The lightness
Within ?

The spring of living water
The joy of the spirit
That's all in your book too-
Right along with some very violent 

You sing so sweetly
The psalm which speaks of 
smashing the enemy's children's heads
Against rocks