Go Ahead

life is fleeting awareness alien to analysis pulse breath consciousness as music blood pumping brain abuzz tingling all over transparent to the universe go ahead do it now the time is ripe you've thought about it enough there's no time like the present delay is futile don't wait to be told or old

Or Not

I was actually here briefly myself being driving between flat fields on Lora-Faye's mix in bright daylight then I was busy and forgot but that's O.K. too things need to be done friends chatted up decisions acted on then a stroll to see new ditch progress of buds the dusk warm enough trees growing as we speak or not

Everyone Happy

options is good but headachey aspirin will help it reliably does whether phone email or both is everyone happy more daffodils swelling buds biting chill still waiting spring knows calendar flower bird tree always on time

Cry Freedom

another successful poets themselves Lear Rexroth Millay Tagore who can resist their authentic charm smaller town easier do invite fellow humans need forthright expression precious unfreeze the waterfall cry freedom at the theatre actors speak my lines as if someone had written them who talks like that most certainly not me who barely can formulate a thought before it echoes change the subject concentrate imagination comes alive

Everybody Tries

I could skip the edge no one needs to know I am annoyed or put upon sorry for myself distraught frustrato shamed any above disposable if true que sera and everybody tries

Ten Chairs

promoting the visual-verbal exchange casting about for actors try not worry can ten chairs suffice for dead poets production scripts aprinting binders need and this is barely the beginning poetry festival then my play imagine don't think just do one thing another

All One

sometimes you lose and then you win or not may even die between Berlin and Bangkok we are all one drumming or acting in a room together or not for a long time in spring we are each ourself and one communicating what we can understand if we are all one being ants and angels on fire

Long Trajectory

thinking of son one far off long trajectory connection unbroken I know what two is doing ends another existence on the stage celebrate our mindful parallel cyber psychic moving together

Ready Friends

does virtue inhere in action or what more can I do say less or practice accepting how others or else push complain or else in understanding seeing clear what little appears before me wisdom is beyond so what we need is better ideas not same old failing formulations toxic gibberish factions instead of rude analysis real ideals win ready friends transform lives

After Bach

at least I am not a nervous wreck like you know who admit enjoying myself best may although no longer tireless what does anyone do between doing or after it all over looking back sadly loss more memorable than remaining stop think or not impatience all odds piano all will choose poison Zin Vere birthday after Bach so little improves

Entirely Open

a flurry of online remembrance of Tom O'Horgan one has complicated feelings envy attempts to participate thwarted I was not musician enough or performer I knew it he knew it always cordial kind not close like other limited possibilities doing being longing to be entirely open

Who Wins

I am determined to be happy so what about the miserable do I shun them expect them to pretend when the sword falls how will I bear it sunk in pain regret my lightness when I suffer does it matter if I disapprove who wins

More Rewards

inhale rise the melody lifts in sync with everyone else surely they know it smiles break out like spring trees flowers pushing unfolding day by day more rewards we be here together briefly on this plane our precious earth mother loving us up then I find out whether if each satisfaction complete I ever made it to the finals

Ironic Art

that's done well sun warms washed city suddenly parted stop for a haircut drive three generations women sans middle young talks more old consider changes David keeps looking back now is twenty wristwatches are ironic art about power draws me out about my famous friends what does she need might I connect to

Everyday Changes

visitations pleasurably interrupt ordinary rhythm divert attention from everyday changes still the beat goes on revising play conjuring up needed actors decision made in spite of static loyal test passed again as helpful example clearly stated and then we are normal again find a few words

Separate Flesh

what I don't say I never not wanting to pin it down which is why I don't write novels anytime I might begin I'm sitting here anyway he's talking confidences pouring out sans some immediacy impossible to imagine sex but who am I to criticize another easy to have opinions machine memories analyze hardly notice another's yearning that isn't it such firm separate flesh alien genes self interest chill distance forever

Worthy Motion

who is the doer I but not I who press the keys accellerate and brake and eat talking music wears me out but that's O.K. worthy motion denies nothing

Beats Bleach

is that for me seltzer he says beats bleach he smiles I drive my Vespa into Central Park bored is dangerous too much damage in the old days faulty attitude admit you need food input intellectual challenges other people pushing back deal with it you can you do

Moss Garden

butter excuses loss removes obvious cinnamon toast or other exemplary necessary consolation a clean house precedes arrivals eats up whole day I can't explain that's who all I can be in one of my chairs ready to jump up while I still can wake me from a nap as though I'd been here all the time or batteries hoping for devices new uses for humans like playing games I'm home early I'd rather be with you than shopping even a moss garden

Deer Path

lesser grinding that be fun serious casting deer path they don't mind what gain a broken house make new

Local Color

me gruff surely not what they all say sit down stop talking I like order efficiency more fun then swimmingly knock it off immediately forget what I said I'd do later normal local color casting problem rethink roles what works might mean more anyway what else am I to do

Tax Time

my life as a business what a joke everybody's is it's tax time again last year I had to pay thousands imaginary capital gains now lost really they should pay them back take back what the losing CEOs took redistribute it to innocents oh one has plenty of good ideas

Felt Ideas

through snow for poets in Stayton not for them quasi-automatic writing Matthew puts a sting at the end of each terrifically attractive Crystal digs deeply into how it all works cares like only a black woman engages opens felt ideas this free-verse autobiography isn't poems except by accident I don't want to be a poet slip away before the open mike sun shining everything wet cumulus bright behind curtains of weather attacks wipers Beethoven fragments of rainbow demonstrating color race me home

Before Breakfast

unspeikable love and tindir affectioun hath the king for his subjects I for you knowing memory falsifies to conceal disagreeable causal connections like poetry in water casting doubt on fate like the opposite of courtesy arising untroubled by hard dreams will you meet me in the morning will you be glad of balance graced in property cosy before breakfast raises hopes

Warmer Nights

mr. efficiency ticking off the chores the sun is shining everybody is happier whatever else may be going on spring promising sweeter longer days and warmer nights perfumed with love if you're lucky there are consolations

Poor Again

losses big but abstract not even paper so pleasant not worrying about money will I be poor again don't panic change horses eat it midstream without shoes Bashir expelling aid workers personal pique who hurts 1.1 million may starve hideous repercussions worse atrocities no one can undo hate us not our court

Intense Pleasure

Shostakovich reminds us all that life is serious the world is dense with grief and morally unkind to good or bad and often unkinder to the good meanies hoard their plunder scheme for more power mongers grind their enemies in remorse all this in harmonies insistent rhythmic thematic tangles resolving to fortifying satisfying fortitude intense pleasure deep within resonates to pain

Already Something

something needs to happen so call someone set something up then something will happen tomorrow or the day after tomorrow and meanwhile just talking to someone is already something

Too Dry

nervously brave the row of stiff Councilors conspiring not to react transgender Mayor in the middle trying but failing to make it fun his humor is too dry but he is friendly and it turns out they already voted to give us the money last meeting thank you very much

Other Fun

she owns the house I clean it that seems fair doesn't it she pays taxes I cook most nights because I like cooking better than she does we both shop I mow the grass she gardens she takes care of the horses she rides other fun we share