try to stop writing in public
try to write at home
get to a computer
and fling some things
to friends.
smile more.
stay in the shade
but get out-of-doors
for no other reason
than the pure joy of it.
take walks
and sleep well.
don’t forget to eat.
poets are excellent carpenters
June 26, 2008 at 9:29 pm (poems)
Tags: poems, poets, work
i break my fast
with coffee, water, banana
and pills. one pill is called
a vitamin and the other is called
an herb. i have work to do
to pay off a debt
and it seems
i’ll be running on empty
again.
it seems i’ll be lunching later
to replace energy
that i screwed into a floor.
i am not complaining.
this is the way things are
today
and now that i’ve written this
i’ve all but insured
things will go differently
than i’ve described.
21MAY08
hawk-oh-no
June 25, 2008 at 6:00 pm (poems)
Tags: music, poems, silly
empty belly blues
how much peanut butter can
cheers to me and you
dedicated to the memory of the corduroy cabaret
but seriously
June 25, 2008 at 4:15 pm (poems)
Tags: formal, poems, silly
the gum IS melting
never shoulda bought it, duh
chew on sap instead
pictures
June 25, 2008 at 3:56 pm (journal)
Tags: cheese, ducks, journal
pictures
pictures
pictures.
you’ll find ‘em in the glove box
the books will be on the floor getting sorted
getting sorted out
stacked in milk-crates
mobbed on shelves, mashed together with the potato
salad. grind my self in with the coffee
guzzle it down
and learn to park Car in the shade.
in the shade, gary, why’d you park me
in the sun? the gum is melting
the water no longer cold.
ho-hum.
pictures
pictures
pictures.
the river is purple today,
the ducks float just fine.
hawk-ooh
June 20, 2008 at 8:29 pm (poems)
Tags: cheese
green car parking lot
blue river flotsam flowing
out the door i go
in the car
June 20, 2008 at 7:19 pm (journal)
Tags: cats, silly
left the notebook in the car
leave it there for good, they get along so well.
summertime flows with the go
uh-oh it’s my ego overflowing
this little ditty
is nothin’ but a song
for the cats.
when i sing for them, they either yawn
or glare with lids half closed.
sometimes they purr
and as of yet,
they’ve never said boo.
dead batteries
June 18, 2008 at 4:50 pm (poems)
Tags: cheese, poems
i hang up the phone
and pick up the pen.
either i write this
or i grab a pick
and start pecking at the fretboard.
i’m not much of a guitar player
so perhaps i should stick with
the pen…
certainly not the sword.
yeah bro, i’ll get to a computer
when i can
i’ll get to your doorstep
when i can.
hmm… the price of fuel,
over that, i’m powerless.
but this scribble
is under my complete control
maybe someday i can whisper it
near your ear
or bounce it off the satellites,
however it works out
it’s fine.
my mind to yours.
share it with whomever…
just say it came to you in a dream
and leave it at that.
three cheers for truckstops
da interweb
and cheese.
11JUN08
i have so much (journal fragment)
June 18, 2008 at 4:24 pm (journal)
Tags: journal, notebook
2.
i have so much
to be grateful for;
the luxury of free time
is not as common
as it should be…
i dedicate this poem to industry,
to the men, women,
and robots
who produced this pen,
this page
and the car i drive.
(i drive it too much,
gotta fix my bicycle)
i dedicate this to
all those who built this dwelling
in which i sit
on a hand-me-down couch,
all those who grew the grain
that i eat and drink…
this could go on forever,
this description of connectedness
this sketch of interbeing.
(if this guy uses the word COSMOS
i swear i’m gonna leave)
and that’s about the end of it
for now.
what else is there
besides life and death…
for me,
it’s this.
11JUN08
annie burie, this is for you
June 16, 2008 at 9:21 pm (journal)
Tags: eggs, journal
only took me four months to get here.
this isn’t a poem, they’re all in a blue pack
on a blue chair
in my home.
if i had a computer at home that would be trouble,
i’m still spilling ink into spiral notebooks
and that’s how i like it.
rockin’ audio cassettes in the buick
and digging the mobile view.
so here’s my blah blah blahg…
from garpoet
16JUN08, 4:22pm
time isn’t real, except when cooking eggs
