PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

Just let the poetry

of a bygone yesterday

assert itself

onto a newly minted page

awaiting the bum rush

of goofball poetics system

allowing to gloss over

all of the previous flaws

No wonder my muses duck

at the incoming shot glass

with its whiskey breath promise

of wine, women and the like

the bitter taste of absinthe

followed by that oh so sweet high

that exorcises demons

and recalls seraphim from hiding

The mission from God

is designed to broaden dim views

held by the non-thinkers

who tinker with our reality

like an atom bomb splitting

into radiated terrain

filled with dregs and zombies

who somehow mutated

into superior beings

with extraordinary skills—

that comic book fantasy

reeks of validity

and needs no justification

from a moron like me

who couldn’t hit the home run

or sink it from 3 point land;

the former nose tackle

with the consistently bleeding nose

but still stopped a couple yards

short of the end zone

in the waning seconds of the game

7-5-2000