poemetry

the works of America’s greatest living poemetrist, alive or otherwise.

2020-6-10

perhaps a cull
of the human race
is what we need,
what the planet needs.
i can think….

2020-6-9

i want my life
to be my life,
not the plaything
of my memories
and history….

2020-6-8

if i live 10,000 years
that’s a massive human life,
yet as good as nothing
against the billions of years
that are the earth or the universe.

2020-6-5

this is one of those mornings.
nothing particularly good or bad.
nothing to celebrate or mourn.
the world continues to suffer;
the bad guys still cause misery.

2020-6-4

my friend
looks at me
and wonders,
why can’t you
just decide….

2020-6-2

it is good,
or at least
convenient,
that i live
alone….

2020-6-1

“apologies: a love song.”
god, i wish
i had more
than just a title!
that’s as far….

2020-5-31

i have known
for a long time
that,
in the end,
what my life…

2020-5-27

my world, my life
are never good enough.
i understand
the evolutionary forces
behind the urge….

2020-5-25

it’s not like
viruses & cancers
and all the rest
are trying to
kill you….

2020-5-24

i can mourn them,
the 100,00 dead.
John Prine & Annie Glenn
the many dead
unknown to me….

2020-5-19

should is a
particularly cruel word.
must & will
remove choice
by force….

2020-5-18

my super-powers
are beyond belief.
BELIEVE IT!
i am not one,
but two, count ‘em, two!

2020-5-15

how to commit suicide
without dying?
the way an official
can resign their position
in protest….

2020-5-13

i wake each morning
to the press
of my entire life
on my mind,
my first thought….