Poetry

The COVID Crazies Too

THE COVID CRAZIES TOO I’ve got the Lock Down, Crack Down, Smack Down, Blues.

The COVID Blues

The COVID Blues I wear my mask. I wash my hands. I socially distance. I travel only essentially. I should be joyful at being a soldier in a great cause. And, yet I am Blue. I miss: Travel near and far non-essentially, Dropping in on relatives, friends, neighbours, Eating in restaurants with a crowd, Hugging,…

I am drunk

I AM DRUNK I am drunk with the idea of love. She, Aphrodite, inspires, perspires transcribes the very essences of me. I follow, beg to wallow in the very cunning heart of her. Yet, she deigns to allow me entrance, to entrance her very essence. Her womanhood, her cunning heart, her enchanting aroma that calls,…

Meaning Too

MEANING TOO Meaning is as Meaning does. It becomes. It grows. It evokes. Like the pain that behind it is. It flourishes in the corners of the mind like a dark flower at midnight, like a wee seed growing, ever growing into possibilities. It becomes germane like a crystal ever forming. One small grain that…

Meaning

MEANING Meaning is as Meaning does. Purpose is as Purpose does. Or, does Meaning direct Purpose, Or, does Purpose direct Meaning or are they enshrined in a Moebius Strip, ever one leading to the other and back again. I know not. I just know that one can not exist without the other. Existence makes purpose,…