Sunday, February 27, 2022

Collective Conscious

This art that you appreciate
These artists you so celebrate
You sing along, pontificate
Lay back and watch what others make
Get drunk, and high, and medicate
Quote Kerouac and Willy Shakes
Write papers on how they're so great
Then mock me, send me side-eye hate
For veering off your boilerplate
Hello McFly, I can't relate
And I will give it to you straight
You ever stop to think - hey wait
Perhaps I can participate 
How do they come up with, create?
These gifts and talents you equate
With high IQ's and genius traits
The point where they originate
It's a collective conscious state
Expression is unique, innate
But we all have this access, mate
Turn on, tune in, for goodness sake

Caretake

Unlock my heart-shaped garden gate
Collapse in coral bells and wait 
Into my tuberose escape
To heaven-scented sugarscapes
In this my mystic meadow place
I've made no messes nor mistakes
I've caused no harm or hearts to break
I'm given penance, pardon, grace
A smile is spreading 'cross my face
For when the winds stir me awake
I'm free as flowers as I caretake

Saturday, February 26, 2022

Matching Moons

My grandma Peggy
Born 1920
A Virgo like me
And matching moonsies
A Scot overseas
With hair like Lucy
To Texas, to see
What else there might be
Back in the forties
(I mean the nineteens)
A cowgirl from green
John Wayne with Maureen 
You find what you need?
I'll keep on looking 

Friday, February 25, 2022

Bobby

Bobby the Iranian
Thought I was a lesbian
'Cause I wouldn't sleep with him
Stayed at home with pad & pen
Engineer and atheist 
Said I was the craziest
American that he'd witnessed
Analyst and anarchist 
True, I wasn't made for it
Up and left that damn office
Sealed with my ass to kiss
Like him, I go where I wish

Mr. Lotta

Chris's Father - Charles Lotta
Taught of Dot and bush koalas
Kangaroo and duckbill plata
Fairy bread and egg pavlova
Played us didge and said we gotta
Be authentic, always oughta
Spoke of music's healing powers
Poems and prose and pretty flowers
Asked of us we honor ours
And I do all day, each hour

IOU

An IOU
Oh yes, you do!
A raincheck too
And I cash you

Kin

Neptunian, Shakespearean 
We've met inside our skies again
Musician and an alien
Astrologess and magician
Through sign and rhyme and time we bend
By birds and butterflies we send
On dragonflies and hyacinths
Near friends who feel we play pretend 
That we belong in looney bins
No matter, pay no mind to them
This is the way we find our kin