Flowers that are not planted
Do not need to be watered.
Words that are not said
Will not be remembered.
Actions that are not taken
Will not need to be regretted.
Relationships that are not explored
Will not dwell in the bitter memory.
Tag: poet
Why Did It?
Why did it
Take all
Day
To get nothing
Done?
Why, I could
Have started
At noon
And saved a bunch
Of time!
Dreams
Cling to your dreams
For if dreams die, life
Is hopelessly blue
Cling to your dreams
For if you do not, life
Is like a barren field in
Winter
Whatever Happened
Whatever happened to those
Ernest seekers who paid
Big money to walk on hot
Coals and walk around barefooted
And meditate and primal scream
On cue?
They are home, most of them,
Watching Jeopardy with a cold
Beer these days
I Did It
One evening I was walking
Around our front yard kicking
At the leaves and feeling sorry
For myself because of some
Recent flops in my life.
Then I remembered a childhood
Dream. I always wanted to fly,
To fly away from my troubles.
I walked out in the middle of
The street, looked around me,
Looked up, and slowly, gently
My feet left the ground.
I realized I controlled the whole
Thing with my will and shot up
And flew in broad circles around
The city looking down at it in a
Whole new way. I was free.
Watch Out
Next time you go to your
Friendly neighborhood
Walmart you might want
To wear a bulletproof vest
And maybe a protective
Helmet. Turn around the
Corner of each aisle, and
Be prepared to to hit the
Floor. If shots ring out,
Low crawl out of the store.
Play dead if they see you.
They just want you to enjoy
Your shopping experience.
New Room
I was just moved into another
Cell, whoops, room recently.
It is smaller, the air conditioner
Runs full blast all the time and
It is still hot. At least I got most
Of my books with me and a writing
Table. The room is too small
For for me to have a roommate.
I don’t have my own bathroom.
Things getting weird is the norm
Of the day.
The Cleverness of Cats
There is a reason cats have
Survived the thousands of
Years they have been on
Earth. They are wiley, smart,
Predatory fur balls that win
Their way into your heart
Unless you have a Siamese
Then they talk your leg off
Their big trick is training us
To bring them their food, but
We do not mind
The Chair
The chair sits in the corner of
Of the room, empty, and no
One has sat in it for quite a
While. Since you left me I don’t
Let anybody else sit in it. It hurts
To even look at it and brings back
Painful memories. What keeps me
Going is the hope you will come
Back to me someday.
Goals
Many people throughout life
Work and play and love and live
With all sorts of people,
Especially their loved ones
And families. It is the human
Instinct to strive to show their
Love and passion in greater
Ways. They are striving to
Reach the top of the hill.
Wordman of Alcatraz 