Best Impromptu Poems
[Written during a twelve hour power cut caused by
Storms this past winter]
The storm that arrived in the depth of the night
Got even worse with the new morning’s light
Although I presumed that they’d already know
I contacted the electricity co
I asked if they knew the whole town had gone dark
Are you fixing it or just having a lark
I think that I upset the man on the phone
He told me to wear a coat inside my home
Just listen to me, I said to the geezer
I think you should know I’ve got a dead freezer
Without any leccy it’s gonna defrost
And all of its contents are gonna be lost
We’re trying to sort it all out said the man
But I would suggest that you eat what you can
So I checked the freezer to sort out my tea
My cooker is gas which is lucky for me
I made my selection from my warming freezer
Fish fingers and chips… and ice cream and pizza
Sausages, drumsticks, a tasty rib-eye
Two rocket lollies, a steak and ale pie
Some prawns that I think have defrosted before
(I’m still gonna eat them because I’m not sure)
Some old sausage rolls from Christmas last year
A fisherman’s pie I’d forgotten was here
Another small pizza with awful fake cheese
An out of date bag full of freezer burned peas
Four quarter pounders and thinly sliced beans
I think I might loosen the belt of my jeans
I want
to migrate
navigate the
stars as did the
magi to
find not my
christ child but
you
now with
my head far
above the clouds
allowing visions to
be seen in
the star charts
that constantly show
me constellations comforting
and
compelling
me to follow the
wing beats of Cygnus
my muse
went on
a cruise ship
vacation
leaving me
alone
right
now aft
or port
she is
dancing
on some deck
as i am
playing solitaire
on my cell
phone
not even
real cards
i miss
the texture
not new
nor worn
cards
finger familiar
like touching
her thigh
a foreplay
game
how can i
lose
against myself
i need
not look
at photographs
to see you
you are
who i see
deeper than
my very being
no stars
to follow
as my soul
migrates closer
spinning
opposite poles
out of control compass
compassionate madness
i've wrecked
upon a shore
sure as i've never
seen before but in dreams
yet
in one
photo it seems
behind you is a coconut tree
amused
by my muse
never having
even seen
snow
she saw
in photos
but never
having ever
felt feeling
deprived of
one of life's
wonders her
starving mind
wanders
i tell her facts
about flakes
never having
ever one
the same
then throwing
snow soft
to shape
but hard
to take
shaping men
and women
people in
frozen
memories
but i've
said too much
no sense of touch
all this knowledge
falling in flurries
but my muse has
a bucket list
snow drifts
across her
paper
she starts
waving her arms
wanting more words
for me to extend knowledge
for her lexicon of snow blizzardly blur
with her feet on the ground not able to
fly knowing not now how strange
to explain to her that she
has opened wings
of a snow
angel
her hair
hanging
dangling down
to touch
my chest
looking up
i see
a blue sky
cloudless
hopeless
is she
leaning
over me
breathing
into me
trying to inspire
one last poem
cpr requires
pinching
the noise
unfastening
her belly
button
(A poem of Love and Hope)
The sky: Part 1
the sky's timing
so tuned in
to the sun
to the moon
always smiling
bright blue
with never
ending
arms
stretching from
East to West
a loving embrace
taking all in
and all there is
even an odd cloud
The cloud: Part 2
a cloud comes
entering stage left
blown
by a wishful
whispering wind
curling his white
bearded chin
he without
a silver lining
but not lying
has never
stopped
for any thing
or any one
having never
nothing
or no one
for to ever
stop
but
seeing
the sky
the blue
the smiling
he wants
to stay
embracing
this face
this place
this space
knowing not
to change the tune
of the sky's
blue to
the blues
Stein's rose line
Warhol's can
a symbol without
simile
the artist
once known as
Prince
my Muse is my Muse is my Muse
i want
to ride you
like a circus
animal now
performing
in the first ring
i saw a robin
anyone
that knows
anything
knows
though
supposed
to be
a sign
of Spring
knows
that they
don't
migrate
that they
live in
the woods
in winter
in the woods
robins
are
everywhere
unaware
thinking
that this
is
Spring
the snow
people saw
the sun
for the first time
the pipe dropped
from her mouth
the carrot dropped
from him
their feelings
weren't tears
they were deeply
felt not knowing
what had
moved them so
was to
melt
i like
a woman
with a big
i did
say i like
women with
but
i should
shut up
because
i don't
love
women
i just
love
you
I had no plan to fall in love with you,
still you won me without pretense or art
when you walked into my life impromptu.
Just the real you with no retinue
of fakers saying lines and acting parts;
I had no plan to fall in love with you.
There you came with no gain to pursue,
no pretensions. You exposed your heart
when you walked into my life impromptu.
You swept away the ugly residue
others left behind. Oh, this broken heart!
I had no plan to fall in love with you.
Strange as it may seem to those who view,
this crazy love we share had its start
when you walked into my life impromptu.
Tomorrows will keep coming as they do
and you and I will always be sweethearts;
I had no plan to fall in love with you
when you walked into my life impromptu.
Copyright, January 20, 2016
Me, myself and my;
Prefer things that for would die;
Also, so do I.
Horn Rugged Individualism Haiku.
Maybe even done impromptu.
Jim Horn