Posted on May 13, 2013April 15, 2021 TERRIBLE GOODNESS We legislate our terrible goodness As if nature didn’t exist As if she will not open her great maw of Poetic justice and suck in her Poisoned air As if she will forever Keep mighty trees propping up The stars that have died eons ago As if she will forever allow Freedom to be The barometer of a civilization We have failed in our charge Blind to the vision of bleached and Scattered bones of an Earth free to be Legislated to death The bomb in the baby carriage Tells us We should all be enslaved By limitation There should be no freedom To be evil To the earth – or To each other 0.000000 0.000000 Share this:ShareFacebookWhatsAppEmailRedditLike this:Like Loading...
Posted on February 23, 2013April 15, 2021 THE SECRETIVE MS. PEESKINS Ms. Peeskins on her favorite perch Haughty, stretching Guiltlessly warm I tell her one day I’ll refuse To put wood on the fire See what happens then She keeps her head to the window Looking for a bird in the snow Ideas of catching it melt to fancy She’s looking at me now, Really, I am just caught in her Tractor-beam, cat scan, Surveillance of the room; Goddess of things as they are She is not the longest lived pet On this busy country road Where for many years Michelin and Goodyear have exacted their Bloody brand of animal control Unless a piece of firewood Falls off the wood carrier Hitting her, she’s safe She knows this But She won’t tell me She has put on weight this winter As if her body swells With secrets of the house But not my secret My apologies for this poem She hates it when I tell her Even she is material Ms. Peeskins cares Not a whit for poets She knows The difference between Firewood and those uncut trees The trees that shade the summer graves Where the bodies are buried 0.000000 0.000000 Share this:ShareFacebookWhatsAppEmailRedditLike this:Like Loading...