PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

the deepest wave of my poetic flow

though it can be somewhat gritty

in all its deeply vast divisions

of equally various explanations

still

burning upper most in my mind

I climb willingly into the bed of

the page

and make love with the words

for in this world

while frowns are too often lingering

a smile stays in the heart of most

for keeps

so consider your smiles your gold

then your unfair frowns fast become

little more than imitation cheap tin

and one's feeling sadness only jimmies

the control of one's more tender emotions

and thus goes such far fading instant of

this full and unwavering light

call it if you will

'The Flushing Of Zen'

I can actually feel that near indescribable

door of creativity closing

and all these tiny shards of poetic brilliance

softly start to fall asleep

at least until another more self giving day

so here I sit all alone

once again

anxious and feeling quite so very silly

as I am the repeated favorite victim

of such maze like muse

and quite numerous seem to be my many

divided mistakes

my hat for the moment

runs from the ditch of this life

it will fall to get dirty on another day.......

(Dec. 17, 1999)