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The Apple

The Apple

by | Feb 24, 2023 | Uncategorized

Inspiration:
This is the poem of thing that happens when you like to ponder physics, but also like to twist phrases around in your head.
 
Medium:
Pigmented ink pen and colored pencils.
 
 
The Apple
I threw an apple into the air,
it hit me on the head,
but it was nothing New-
tons of people said
that fruit gone up must come down
and land upon the ground.
(But when you have the stomach flu
it’s the other way around!)

The Critic

The Critic

by | Feb 23, 2023 | Uncategorized

Inspiration:
Ah, those voices inside my head….No, not that kind!
 
Medium:
Pigmented ink pen and colored pencils.
 
 
The Critic
He said I’d never make it,
that I’d fail, was no good,
that winning required having skills
I didn’t have, and never would.
 
Always my worst critic,
he saw every armor chink,
exploited all my weakest points,
made me second-guess my re-think.
 
But I’ve learned not to listen
so I can sing the victor’s song,
I silenced his voice inside my head
and finally proved myself  wrong!

Story of my life

Story of my life

by | Feb 20, 2023 | Uncategorized

Inspiration:
You may wonder how one creates their finest work. Well, I wrote this literary masterpiece while jogging with my dog one fine snow-dusted morning on the trails near my house, dictating it into my phone. The first half of it is a true story. The rest of it is what my twisted mind came up with (sorry to disappoint).
 
Medium:
Pigmented ink pen and colored pencils.
 
 
Story of my life
I see a poop on snow-dusted trail,
my keen eyes detected the brown detail
beneath the white camouflage
while out this morning dogging my jog.
 
And since I’m smart, I’ll go around,
no poop on my foot will be found!
But wait, ’tis not a poop at all,
it’s just a stick, straight and tall.
 
No poop could stand up quite like that,
a poop is soft and would lie down flat.
It’s not a poop , ’tis a kicking stick
waiting patiently to be kicked!
 
Brings back childhood memories
of soccer games, my Pelé dreams
dashed by bully Bob and his soccer throng,
I’ll kick 10 feet, finally prove them wrong!
 
Childhood freedom, a simple thing,
so I step up and take a swing.
But I never was that good at ball,
and I guess it wasn’t a stick at all….

Blinds

Blinds

by | Feb 17, 2023 | Uncategorized

Inspiration:
Dawn is my favorite time of day – I get some of my best sleep then!
 
Medium:
Pigmented ink pen and colored pencils.
 
 
Blinds
So as not to confuse my body and brain
as to whether it’s day or night,
and to keep me from going completely insane
I’ll open the blinds and let in the light.
 
And if my mind and body will sync,
instead of sinking in seas of despair,
I’ll finally be able to freely think,
and my eyes will see clearly through cloudy air.

Perfectionism-ish-ness

Perfectionism-ish-ness

by | Feb 15, 2023 | Uncategorized

Inspiration:
Let me think, let me think, what is the perfect thing to say here? I’ll come back to it after I’ve crafted it a bit and got it just right.
 
Medium:
Pigmented ink pen and colored pencils.
 
 
Perfectionism-ish-ness
“The perfect poem”?
–No, no, no, that’s not right.
 
“A poem on perfection”?
–Meh, that doesn’t sound tight.
 
“Cleanliness is next to…”?
–That’s way too abstract.
 
What if I leave it blank?
–No one will get it, that’s wack!
 
I need something cool,
something hip, that fits in.
 
“The rad, boss, catchy poem”?
–Stupid!…Donner and Blitzen?
 
Now my mind’s on a tangent,
perfection is so hard to win!
 
Once I get down the title,
I’ll be able to begin!