Posted in Books & Stories, Just Poetry

Sickness

I don’t approve

Medicine has no effect then had none

Didn’t last as it should

Not for me

It must run its course

Nothing less

Sleeping not sleeping

My throat my head

How many times to the bathroom couldn’t tell

The clock never as late as I think

That’s good at least

After a night of the living dead I’ll take my pill

Hot coffee yes

How do I feel

Some effect will do

Into work I will

 

 

 

 

 

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Posted in Books & Stories, Just Poetry

On Site

That I am

Reading over this and that

Put a wash on I thought at three

Must’ve been four

A quarter after not twenty

Yup that’s me believing it’s five again

Automatically rise

See we unwound the clocks

But that’s ok

I rested well enough

Did it reset my day

No

Cause problems

Sir Topham Hat confusion or delay

No way at all

An extra hour for me

Figurative

Day is what it is no apologies

Had an espresso no rush

 

What to to next

Check the dryer

That I will

Cold crisp light breaks

Sun shine in crack the blinds just enough

I’m on my way

 

 

 

 

Posted in Books & Stories, Flashes, Just Poetry, Motivational

You Should Model

 

You should model he said

No I shouldn’t

Yes you should

Not at all I said as he came over

A little closer

Put his arm around me he was so much taller

 

How did it start

Well let me tell you

I got out of work early

It never happens you see

Not to me

Almost thrilling

I put in the time for half hour vacation

So I could leave

Will it be approved

One never knows

Nonetheless out the door I flew

But

I forgot to clock out

Just a block away around I spun to come back

Don’t ask I quipped as a friend let me in

Time clock awry

To the office I went

Straightened it all out

Speaking of which

Out the door I went

Fifteen minutes later

No turning back

Not this time

 

Not this time

 

In the median we were to cross the street

Conversation innocent enough

What does your t-shirt say

Oh snap with a skeleton holding part of its leg

Purple and orange

You ready for Halloween

Since October 1st I’d said

They mumbled to each other in levity

You should model said one

Say what

No I shouldn’t

Yes you should

Not at all I said in levity too as he came over

A little closer

Put his arm around me he was so much taller

No you should

My name is Michael

You have a good night

You too

You have a good one the other one said

A little further ahead

Pointing to me as people do when they mean

I mean you

I pointed back with cell still in hand smiling

That smile to yourself

You too

 

We parted ways

They turned left I kept going straight

 

Did I put my arm around him too

You know I couldn’t remember

But I think I did

Why don’t I remember

Hmm

Michael

Like the archangel I mused

I should model

How could it be possible with this body

 

Oh…

 

With clothes on I questioned the light bulb clicked

How polite

Tactfully said

I’d like to see you naked could it be

He’d been saying to me

 

Imbranato

Not this one

Immersed

Esse quam videre

Passion on his sleeve

His embrace so gentle

 

Oh my

 

How about that

I kept pace with my playlist’s music in my head

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Posted in Books & Stories, Classroom Notes, Just Poetry, Motivational

  Ufuk’s Kiss

 

 

He gave just a little kiss like this…

Not on your life

 

He was her boyfriend not mine

We all lived in the same house being teachers abroad

Ages 21 to 60 beyond

It didn’t matter as we made life work

We didn’t necessarily hang out together

Though we had our moments to share

We sought our interests

This evening in the kitchen we were

He had done something helpful

Or was it something he’d said

I remember standing in the doorway

As I quipped to him you rock

Mimicking a kiss through the air

More kick than I thought

Or he felt it for real

Not intended

 

Honest

 

He shot one back to me

Almost knocking me off my feet

I felt that arrow penetrate my being

My core

But he never moved from his spot

That’s passion pure form

His girlfriend my flatmate didn’t like it one bit

No

She did not

 

I love life

He had plenty

 

It lay silent inside me until just now

Some years flitting by

What was her boyfriend’s name

A harmless muse walking early today

There were two I’d confuse of two friends

Well one not so much

 

Then I remembered

And remember I did

That’s passion

Don’t dwell on the past

The hell you say

Oh

Just for the moment I believe I’ll stay

 

 

 

Posted in Books & Stories, Fiction & Poetry, Improv, Just Poetry

OK Then

 

OK Then

 

Sitting here staring at the screen

Know what I mean

Want to write

Don’t know what to say

Time ticks on get to wok soon

No that would be work

Learn to spell on the to-do

Get up get dressed wash the face

But first maybe

Nutella on toast

Excellent choice

Gotta stop now then

I’ll try again later

Or later again

 

 

 

Posted in Books & Stories, Just Poetry

 Where The Heart Is

 

 

I see my face and that ruddiness to the cheeks. I like the picture it’s a good one I think then I remember the carving from a coconut no less, the fisherman after years of sailing, fishing, bringing in the catch, features sculpted from wind and sun, the ruddiness to the face, but I am so far from the sea, how can this be my face, but I love the sea and it shows, and the carving from a coconut born on an island surrounded by water, a dot on the ocean so significant. I feel it, hear it, smell the salt air. Some wear their heart on their sleeve but mine’s on my face, always there with me, and it glows.

 

 

 

Posted in Books & Stories, Just Poetry

I’m Just Not Here Today

 

I’m Just Not Here

Lack Of Mind

Or Acutely There

I Won’t Wrap My Head Around It

I Can’t Wrap My Head Around It

I Must Without Choice

I Have A Choice

But

Not Feeling It Today

How Can I Not Feel

Sounds Too Sublime

 

Wow, philosophical BS

Try it again

 

I’m just not here today

By that token being me I can’t help but wonder

Ha, where am I then

Where exactly is it

Not here

Did you ever think that

“I’m just not here

I’m 1000 miles away”

What does that mean

Which direction would that be

Straight up

To the center of the earth

Over there

The world is outside me as I walk through it

On a sidewalk

Traffic to the left or right

Good thing

Too crowded if it were inside

Horns honk

Oohhh

Serious gas pains

Just too funny

Though

I’m just not here today

Where the hell am I

 

Where the hell are you

 

 

 

Posted in Books & Stories, business, Just Poetry, Just Sayin'

Junkie

 

I want to buy things

But I have no money

My credit is done

Spent

Gone

Yet I peruse the catalogs

So convenient online

No one would increase my credit line

Not if they were in their right mind

As my credit score gently cries

More likely screeches in excruciating pain

I have this plan while I shop

Formulating in my brain like a tornado beginning slow spin

To pay it off in a snap

If I got two more jobs maybe three

In four months the light at the end of the tunnel would shine bright

Debt free

But working 20 hours a day could be fatal

Maybe not

How much time does it take to eat

Don’t need as much food as we think

And monks meditate give up sleep

The body rejuvenates itself with deep rest

When it starts feeling tired 20 hours are up

Begin again reborn again

Yes

Debt free would reign

Any way win-win bringing the same end

Shop hard or die trying

Is that a movie

Movies

I want Guardians 2 and the new Deadpool

What new ones have I missed

Are they available for purchase yet

Must check

Got to be getting close to the ultimate bad guy coming for the infinity stones

Oh

Look at that zip-front hoodie with the half sleeves

To the elbow

Perfect

I’m always pulling them or rolling them up

Love the lines

I wonder what colors

Let’s see

 

 

 

 

Posted in Books & Stories, Improv, Just Poetry, new year

Off The Cuff In A Bikini Top

 

 Nothing to do with cuffs as the expression goes

Nor cufflinks

Back to bikinis though

At my age should I care?

Not at all

If you don’t like what you see

Look away from me

You know, over there

 

It’s Sunday morning and I’m not worried, nary a care with two more days to spare

Holidays ahead, festivities to be had

What will I do in order to keep relaxing?

Right now collecting vitamin D from the sun calorie free

Did that yesterday too

That’s the best way as sweat drips the best cleanser there is

I stay over my blanket droplets not on the phone where I record what’s on my mind

Later on I’ll go inside, type then post so you can see what’s going on today

 

Believe it or not I went to the store earlier

To see if they have my favorite hot cocoa

Whoever heard of hot cocoa in 87° heat but stockpile it why not

My need half-and-half for my espresso though in this weather I don’t drink as much

It makes me sweat

Again cleanses the body so that’s not bad

All these thoughts taking a gander through hoping to pass the time

I won’t read that I don’t want to drip on my book

The pages will wrinkle and warp

T’would be a shame so I’ll stop now wrap it up

Relax see how much time I’ve taken

If I have to turn back for one last few minutes of toasting

Before I go in

As the air conditioning begins