#poetry

where is this island, this thought? to find the shore i’ll seek its waves, the ripples
as it moves about like a weighted freighter
spewing rusted ruffage, powdery rouge

that red whale! for others white
and when my toes can bleed across its shores
i’ll finally break it down, smelt it, smash it to the deep
watch it writhe as it drowns, caked in its own vomit

i’ll do the back stroke above a watery grave
looking to the blue sky and whistling with a smile
the sound of silence, of wind, of breath
a calm night to finally rest my shoulders on.

This poem cannot be bound
Cannot be boxed by columns and tab
Cannot be pressed in sheets
A muffled pillow over your mouth This poem must be out loud
like a scream to the sky and stars
for random passer-bys to stop
and wonder. Was that of joy or agony?

This is an ode to matter of fact, in fact,
a poem like evidentiary stone and stat.

For one plus one is two, not three,
nor four or five, not twelve, indeed.
Yet, far from mathematic postulations
a soft and chewy sap awaits you.

A fact — In core of belly it sits and stays
your course along a rocky plain or
maybe through clear, already trodden path
your feet, no matter, will eat their grass.

And if along the way that path does stray,
your course, with force of will,
shall tumble trees and shatter shale.
What makes this “matter of fact” is inner still

“It is what is”, a need, a must,
a “way it goes.” It thrusts
from nock to tip, the target knows.
Your life in sight, to loose, is right.

Some may ask “what is”, “what might”
You disregard their shallow sight.
Can light escape universal grip?
Do elk or emu fret and flick?

I am what I am, no ands ifs or buts.
I do what I do, no quips or bumps.
Like one and one is two not fifteen
I do what I do, matter of fact, I’m me.

Today I’ll portray a God
Ganesh with arms & tusk wide
Grasping tight
In trunk a soul
In hand the sky holding
Over another with the world
Leaving 2
2 alone to do things daily
Cleaning, dressing, eating
2 alone with no guarded task
No mission
Today I’ll portray a Man