how I can
make time go
faster or slower
with just one
daydream
I walk to
a different spot
to not piss
on the beautiful
purple wildflowers
how concrete smells
on a summer day
when you're
face down under
knees and badges
the answer I
thought about
far too long
turns back into
a question
when I was a kid
how I thought a
thousand dollars
would make me a king
and I could buy anything
in the sky
a crow gliding
in lazy circles
with wings
bigger than Time
outside
a train horn
reminds me how
close I live to
both sides of the tracks
With bright new trainers
on my dull old body I
pant through the park, buoyed
by blooms and kind strangers' smiles,
alive to this new season.
Adhering to a thirty-one syllable structure are #tanka, “short poems”.
not to be disturbed
cocooned beneath silken sheets
logs that house spiders
are gently placed to one side
to be chopped another day
I'm a poet, haijin, and anti-Trump and MAGA.
Propaganda doesn't have to be logical or accurate to be believed. It just has to be repeated.
I live in a world of art and politics. But art almost seems expendable, compared to the ramifications and reality of politics. Freedom means being able to express myself totally, but with respect to other sensibilities. Trump writes to-do lists on classified documents. And lies and lies and lies.. Fuck Trump and MAGA.
the bloodshot eyes
of an ex-president
in front of a judge
losing everything
he ever stole
Poet/haigin who fears the country's fascist takeover by Trump and MAGA.