Marian Baker Poet Free verse

I'Ve Been To Hollywood

POEM- 9/9/2015-
I contemplate my mother’s birthday- the day before September 10th-
A neighbor visits and I’m distracted discussing her wishes-
Who can’t sit still long enough to listen to mine except long enough to hear my whine? 
I heard it when she had left
I was stuck in a little groove, wishing my way out, open to newness
Wanting more than I could afford, not patient in planning…well, if they’d leave me alone
Cat Stevens, Al says “You gotta be a part of…”
Did you hear him?
He said to get on-line and seek “a pot of gold” while you’re getting old
Mom, are you there?  I owe you.  I owe everybody  
I need to scale down and I am overwhelmed—
  I’m losing and I don’t know when death takes over.
Should I throw you out Al, (I’m listening to your music tapes),  like I do so well…run-a-way on our hands
That’s what someone said
Maybe I’m a Doomsday kid and all is really not well
In Hollywood, America, Tin-buc-too, and Ru-
What do we do with the kangaroo?  It is not an elephant in the room.  It’s more like a ripple of dew
Sliding everything new  
	And, I’m afraid; so what’s new?

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Andrea Dietrich April 13, 2016 at 3:19 PM I agree with S.O. it's an enjoyable read. And I sense also a feeling of resentment for the future and things left behind in these new times. Great title you gave this.