Lovelorn Poet in Austin, TX: Your Verse?

Tonal Poetry by Professor Bop

Tonal Poetry by Professor Bop

We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for. To quote from Whitman, “O me! O life!… of the questions of these recurring; of the endless trains of the faithless… of cities filled with the foolish; what good amid these, O me, O life?” Answer. That you are here – that life exists, and identity; that the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse. That the powerful play *goes on* and you may contribute a verse. What will your verse be?

Her Two Cents

Lovelorn Poets Her Two Cents Iconyou may contribute a verse
these are noble pursuits
you may contribute a verse
what we stay alive for O me! O life!
What will your verse be?

 

Lovelorn Poet in Dallas, TX: My Nails Did Suffice Haiku

Some scattered thoughts folded neatly into a haiku.

SeeMy nails did suffice
So vain, I, for all songs writ
To see you is bliss.

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Lovelorn Poet in Dallas, TX: U Matter 2 Me Haiku

tears

tears

flowers in bloom
summertime thunderstorms
the heavens cry

 

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Lovelorn Poet in Austin, TX: Full Moon In Gemini

Star in the Woods by Stolen w-heels

Star in the Woods by Stolen w-heels

We were written in the stars, a long time ago,
Destined to repeat our should and could have beens
We live it out over and over, hoping one day our
Will will guide us to where we
Were always meant to be
Together
Remember the falling stars

Her Two Cents

Lovelorn Poets Her Two Cents IconThe stars up above and the stars on TV fade into a background we can barely see. But a star we can hold; albeit crumpled, worn, and old is enough to guide a way through any kind of day  – so I’ve been told… (maybe it’ll work for you too?)

Lovelorn Poet in Dallas, TX: Keep The Faith

Keep the Faith

Keep the Faith

The days are getting shorter every single moment of every tiny day that seems to last for only a fleeting moment in this life that seems to be floating through space.

I have grown accustomed to this galaxy named after a candy bar, or was it the other way around, the last time I checked I didn’t know when Mars candy company started the production of the chocolate critters they sell at almost every fill up station this side of the Mississippi. For shelling out a palmful of George washing tons you could get a mouthful of delicious chocolate and caramel while staring at the stars as you drive towards a place you can call and still consider home while the gas light begins to come on because you would have rather spent your last remaining dollar bills on a king size nugget of nourishment.

It’s no trouble because you’ve got that extra ten dollars from the twenty you broke for Chinese delivery the other night. The orange chicken is always a good decision even if instead of chopsticks from a samurai mistresses hair tie, you have a 21st century American made oversized fork that your parents gave you as a housewarming present. It certainly doesn’t disappoint in arrangement with the dinner piece set it came with.

 

Her Two Cents

Lovelorn Poets Her Two Cents IconEven in this moment we are hurtling around our orbit barely able to grasp a glimmer of the Milky Way. When we can’t be one with nature’s eye-candy (darn those blasted lights) the chocolate version will suffice (maybe).