Poems

Where will you be in a thousand years?

I'll be in grasses of Earth's loamiest soil

waiting for the strength of one survivor

to witness a red giant's Milky Way boil!

Birth brings us here naked and helpless

Out from the warm and watery womb

Rare wrinkled things mute and powerless

Fresh miracles born ready to bloom

Life calls us here ad hoc and voiceless

Out from the mute and aeonic there

Cute cooing things soft and ambrosial

Sweet neonates in need of great care

Life leaves us here candid and reckless

Out from the faint and nebulous dark

Lost looney things raw and majestic

Grand hominids on a short-lived lark

Have fun while doing it

Have fun under the sun

Keep doing what you do

Till the doing's all done

The world is not my heaven

But more like a living hell

Look not outside but inside

Where the stealthy demons dwell

The world is not my oyster

But more like a civil war

Fear not habituation

Where the sneaky monsters roar

I know I am not perfect

Never have been never will

I know I'm not the strongest

Always did and I do still

I know I am the weakest

Truly was and always will

And though I am the oldest

It's a dulcet bitter pill

We are all lonely

When loneliness comes calling

Makes no difference

How high or low the falling

We are lonely all

When solitude comes crawling

It does not matter

How big or small the balling

Makes me sad

When you're in pain

Heavy as

a ball and chain

Makes me sad

When you're so down

Joyless as

a troubled clown

Makes me sad

When you're not here

Distant as

the stratosphere

The sun comes up

So warm and bright

It's time to move

Bask in the light

The sun goes down

So cool and dim

It's time to rest

And think of him

I'm off for a dip in the sea

Gotta get there and try to feel free

I sure hope you're not mad at me

Hope you day is whatever you want it to be

We grab

We gut

We hate

We lose

We chase

We catch

We love

We choose

Don't

I'll have to stay open,

if I close I'll surly die