What started out as a day
Hike turned out to be a
Struggle for survival that
Would last a few months.
He had fallen and hit his
Head and knocked himself
Unconscious. When awake,
It took the hiker awhile
To regain his memory and
Find his way out of the
Overgrown forest.
The poet is lost, he wanders
All over town, even going
Out to the countryside. He
Is sure he has left something
Somewhere but forgot
Where. What the poet is
Looking for is the perfect
Word to finish his poem.
This is my one true wish,
As I know and understand,
This light to be my home,
As a knowing up there in
The galaxy is me. And I am
Up there in my bones
Built from stars.
When we were kids we
Used to go to the zoo
And look at the animals.
One of our favorites
Was a boat in the center
Of a pool of water. It
Must have had fifteen
Monkeys on board,
Probably wishing they
Knew how to swim.
We all love our air-conditioning.
When it stops working, we break
Out in a sweat. We call someone
To fix it. And we drink cold drinks,
Eat ice cream, whatever it takes
To get cool. God bless the
Repairman.
One night the earth and moon
Were having a talk. The earth
Asked the moon why he looked
So surprised. The moon replied,
If you saw what I saw you would
Be surprised too!
I feel something big coming on,
A scary, roiling sea change,
Blurring the feeling of the state
Of being, which did not exist
Yesterday, calm and true.
Like pale puddles of water
Abandoned under the brush,
It might as well be a nest of
Snakes. Darn mosquitos
Everywhere, draining the
Blood from bodies.
It is difficult to think
At the end of the day,
When the shapeless
Shadow covers the sun,
And nothing is left
Except the light on
Your skin.
People gather. They
Eat, drink, play and
Laugh. They are
Happy among
Themselves. They
celebrate various
Occassions in love.
Wordman of Alcatraz 