Best Grok Poems
Joyous tears aplenty, in search of willow trees,
where ancient might has fallen, shriveled, sagging life and limb.
Thirsty seeds of sacred trust have scattered ‘cross the seas.
Seething words of wisdom sing in glorious praise of sin.
Where ancient might has fallen, shriveled, sagging life and limb,
the shifting sands of time have formed a desert ‘neath the roots.
Seething words of wisdom sing in glorious praise of sin.
Drink my loving tears oh tree; I labor for your fruits.
The shifting sands of time have formed a desert ‘neath the roots.
Thirsty seeds of sacred trust have scattered ‘cross the seas
Drink my loving tears oh tree; I labor for your fruits.
Joyous tears aplenty, in search of willow trees.
I grok
the language of stars and flowers
my kin
when I feel down in spirit
or too lost to find my way
one day
the girl woke up,
a question of self
positively answered,
and stretched in her new skin
If you don’t grok (1) this does it mean
That I’m too smart and you’re not keen
Enough to even cut a cabbage,
Contemplate a simple adage?
If you don’t grok this who’s to blame
The pen, the paper, ‘Pudding Tame?’ (2)
Let all I’ve dreamed be overreaching
Who’s the student, who is teaching?
To ‘know you’ is my heart, my pride,
All else be poop I grow inside,
When poetry is dust and scattered
Loving you will be what mattered!
If you’re with me or if you’re not
My vote’s for ‘Love’ that’s no one’s plot!
For ownership and Hell come creeping,
Strangle ‘Love’ at rest or sleeping.
My joy’s in fact when you are true
To every dream, you dream that’s you.
It’s when you’re you that you’re my dream Love,
I’m your ‘Popeye,’ you’re my ‘Olive!’ (3)
Contentment’s born, a manger’s gift,
It doesn’t mean you won’t be miffed.
But grok this fact if you are able,
Love’s not jackass in a stable!
Long Tooth
August 24th in 2019
Poet’s Notes:
(1) To “grok” means to understand intimately!
(2) There’s a delightful game/rhyme that adults play with children
that suggests we are all so much more than our names!
Adult: “What’s your name?”
Child: “Pudding Tame!
Ask me again, and I’ll tell you the same!”
(3) Popeye and Olive are two delightful if ugly and often obnoxious
animated cartoon characters from the 1940s. Their adventures, their
affection for each other, can still be seen on occasion on TV or DVD.
Beauty is where you find it and always in the eye of the beholder!
The sublime below the radar
Ain't somethin' rarified for the few
It is in fact our heart’s blood
On circling pathways through
It is in fact the common thread
And while as sublime as it can be
If you can’t grok it right now
Just wait a tick or three
(2/1/26)