Posts tagged ‘love’

March 6, 2015

a thought it was

One time you had a thought,
One time you didn’t;

The difference is:
it happened.

Now understand:
It was.

March 4, 2015

I Am of Minnesota

I am of Minnesota,
And of the heartland
Of Minnesota.
Good man, think I thee,
For of great community,
Come and live with me
In Minnesota.

March 2, 2015

Sunday Kitchen

There is a lecture coming aloud from the local radio,
As a slab of raw meat sits red on a kitchen countertop,
And hard words attempt to cause cutting glances,
Only stirring those with argumentative proclamations;
Two pieces of toast are burning in a dusty toaster,
While the sun’s white rays angle along a windowsill,
Taking note as my hand goes numb with the heavy pen,
Arrhythmic palpitations, these sensations of surprise;
Our domestic grey cat licks herself on the made bed,
Shoes cover feet from the stones sitting on the floor,
As socks come wet within, toes sweating at warmth;
Dried plants stand tall from the wooden tongues up;
A chair, rigid, and a couch, soft, are waiting too,
On this cold coffee morning, the taste is so strong
Of sweet outdated milk, bleeding steak, eggs, and onions-
Pieced are parts which come at present just to pass thru.

February 25, 2015

how do they “know”

If people “know” more than
they have experienced
or read,

how can
you trust what
they “know”.

February 24, 2015

Taking Tuesday

Waking to this early Tuesday overcast
Love and work scatter the wooden floor below

Amongst dust rhinos and smudged folders, as
Stacked bound books beg for openness

Violins float in the apartment, making classical
Air, as though class systems didn’t exist

A tea kettle is burnt alive at the stove top,
While I starve in scraps of last night, of last minute,

Of yesterday, and of the rest of my life;
These pieces abstract on this yellow kitchen table

The body is fine when the temperature is above freezing;
Spring is here, teasing us back out of our shells—

Newly just out of bed, just in new light,
Now is the product of our sensitive closed eyes

And a person should acquire all of it,
And it’s just the second day of the week

February 22, 2015

sediment

A life made of days,
A year made of moments;
How we will forget—
The places in between.

February 21, 2015

A Midwestern City

A Midwestern city holds its frozen contents—
These hardened pieces go about on their own.
Uniquely conditioned to unforgiving climates;
Still those passive parts make up the whole.

February 20, 2015

Make Everything

Make
everything in
life,

But
excuses.

February 16, 2015

When does Spring return?

The city bus hums to me
As I wind through wet streets.

A stoplight shouts “wait”!
From a four-corner crossing.

White flakes fall heavy, thick—
Clouding a straight-line view.

We walk along the way wondering:
When does spring return?

February 16, 2015

Thin Mints for Brownie Points

As I exited Lind I saw a pack of girl scouts
Slangin’ boxes of cookies by Coffman Mall.
So, I had to drop some cash for Thin Mints;
I’m looking to score brownie points in class.

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