Did you edit away the fire,
in your attempt to be correct
Do your words make you a liar,
as they break and disconnect
Is that order you chased after,
now a deserted no-mans land
With your mind and spirit sinking
—in a literate quicksand
(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2016)
Did you edit away the fire,
in your attempt to be correct
Do your words make you a liar,
as they break and disconnect
Is that order you chased after,
now deserted no-mans land
With your mind and spirit sinking,
—in a literate quicksand
(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2016)
Alliteration For The Literate
Periodic poetry pantomimed in pain
Resistance being reasonable like runaway rain
Solutions seem simplified by someone so insane
Boundaries are banished by a beautiful, beautiful brain...
Vision is vilified our vanity is so vain
Eccentric, eerie, electrified easily we entertain
Reasoning repairs reality while the lies still remain
Coursing through the couplets of a creative quatrain...
bmdavey@
03/06/16
In a stolen moment
of solitude I sit
at the base of my
bookshelf and
surrender to swirling
synaptic symphonies of
Solzhenitsyn
In yet another
purloined pause
I pensively peruse
Poe’s pedantically
petrifying ponderings
I desperately desire
a day to dutifully
devour Dickinson’s
dreamy dirges
Alas
my children call
and I must leave
my literary wonderland
all is not lost
for bedtime is near
and Dr. Seuss awaits