a poem is a sermon
Put away those foolish thoughts, and hide from sight your vain ideals! Instead, seek what the world enjoys: love what beseems a proper role, or find yourself a friendless fool. Survive! Just learn to subliminate; one must pretend, or play-act, at least, defining both pursuit and its happy goal using someone else’s dictionary. © 2017 […]
The scrabble of claws across the linoleum: waking with the dogs. At the first hint of morning, they are ready to go. Forget your sleeping. The moment your body stirs, their insistence starts. Outside, outside! they clamor, until you do their bidding. Resistance is futile: bedcovers pulled from your eyes, the morning sun blinds. You […]
’Tis morning, for the cock at dawn has crowed; and in the bustle of the waking day each wipes away the sleep and takes their load from where it slept – and moves along their way. Some burdens may seem lighter than the rest, mere trifles, more akin to happiness than heavy sacks of lead, […]
I am the soft and silent spring that well-oiled, whispers while it winds; I am the scent of somber smoke that wisps its wild way through the wood; I am the gentle grasp of green that in the spring succors the seed; I am the tacit, tender touch that germinates the garden grains. I am […]
When this place grows untenable where will its sad talent move – those strong and young enough to run with something left to prove? What exit is there from the haven that served in the past to shelter those escaping from freedom’s iconoclasts? Where in the world will it be safe, beyond this empire’s clutch? […]
If wondering I’m again creating daily poems using each poetry forms from #LewisTurco’s #BookofForms, 3rd Edition. Currently in the C’s. © 2017 – 2025, John Litzenberg. All rights reserved.
And so around again: the how, the where, the when; could be and might have been; the raven or the wren. The sword versus the pen: in battles now and then it’s hard to tell who wins; the line is blurred, and blends. What’s up around the bend? Who knows? To see us then is […]