Poetry day
Words on the lips
Feelings in the bones
Up the leg
And out the hips
Sunday
A day of reflection
Some say
But today
For me
Is poetry day
Poetry day
Words on the lips
Feelings in the bones
Up the leg
And out the hips
Sunday
A day of reflection
Some say
But today
For me
Is poetry day
The gram
The moment catcher
Significant time grabber
Holder of hopes
Dreams and
Desperate things
Cute dog commodities
Cats in cradles
Rocked like babies
Capture monster
Turning good people
Bad
Creating emotions
We never knew we had
Making young ones desperate
To outdo their friends
Or end up depressed
This capture monster
Roaming on the internet
What have we begun
And so much to regret
Headwinds
When you have skin
In the game
Direct linear regressions
When progression
Is needed to keep
The boats at sea
Afloat
For another day
Coat tails in blasted
Fury
Scurry
With scared hopes
Feelings down
And thin
Gallery Road
Long time
To make it home
Between the outlets
And the dissonance
Is a front
That all artist want
To be a part of
Continuation
Of
Work
And contemplation
Take me down gallery road
Before I move on
Before I am too old
A gem of an experience
Not in it’s worthiness
But in it’s emotion goodness
Tied up to the neck
In suit and tie
Trying to cut loose
On an easy Tuesday night
Ice cream diamonds
I will say
For this moment
Will never fade away