AMPHETAMINE
I feel the beating of my heart
and I wake up with a start
not worrying or hurrying
just use the speed that I impart
to transmit, relay or convey
the glory of a brand new day
as the power of a drug
might aid me while I rev my brain
no ambling like a common slug
I break fast… now my coffee’s gone
with my toast to egg on bac on
then rush outdoors to greet the dawn
I’m flushed with energy and brawn
I sit to put my Nikes on
a moon walk from my quaint abode
to jog on to the open road
I know I can no longer wean
on what is called Amphetamine
Your Amphetamine Poetry Contet
Sponsored by Anthony Slausen
April 7, 2019
The square is filled with the tingling air of spring
They came from far and near the masses gathered there,
Celebratory, a bit premature, to shed their outer gear.
It's the human way, so the elders say to those who ask
To egg on winter's fate--sooner is better than late
Come join the fray--the hedgehog tale provides a date.
Yet even if the shadow cast is vast the light will have its way
Like a hunch, its nagging creep--until it gets into my sleep
And I begin to wait and weep in secret for the solace of the darkest day.
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