Category: poetry

Cap’n Capy came ashore
A dry bank for weary
Wet paws, when along came
A caiman, who didn’t say hello
Gnashing rotten teeth at scaly fish
Smiling with the river below

He shrugged, weary shoulders
Aching with apathic tones
One smile didn’t concern him
Capy was a Cap’n afterall
He’d faced worse out there
In raging rivers beyond..

Stoic like a statue, he played
A passive role, meditating on
Distant shores, beyond the monsters
Beyond, when through an open door
Conventions of caimans came in
Smiling at Capy, to Cap’n Capy’s chagrin

Must be dreamin’ Capy thought
Eyes closing again, Been sippin’
Memory too much, when I should
Be sippin’ Gin. Imaginary sippage
All it took, for when he took
A second look: the smiles were gone

Faded         to distant banks
Moist              memories lost
Hoisted               by the anchor
Drowning              in themselves

Penguins at the precipice

March one by one, diving

Right in, frigid waters waiting

For the quest to begin, scaled

Treasures below awaiting hungry hatchlings

Above;

They open their eyes to melting landscapes,

Evaporating to cloudless skies as one dreams

Of touching the sun. Shifting shelf splits;

The ordered procession of adventurers breaks,

Slipping into chaos, as she learns, the hard way:

Stars are not your friends

Flailing flippers flop; slip-slide, slip-slide

Gravity becomes God, drawing all life to one

Central point, a new Eden where She defies Him

And Icarus flies again, with a vengeance.

The universe is a firework display

Exploding, and burning out

In an instant that seems like

An eternity of energy and matter

But never enough time for smiling

Faces lit by sparks of light, laughing

In the face of darkness, oohs and ahhs

Inspiring gasps of breath that breathe

Life into a moment, where dogs bark

At the coming threat and a young boy

Begs Mother for a dollar to buy

A necklace, glowing bright pink light

That expels the darkness.

Until Mother tells him,

“No,

Those are for girls

Watch the show.”

Fractal explosions impact him.

Raining fire from the sky, as he imagines

Other universes, where better truths lie,

Where those explosions inside were never

Trapped therein, where he could

Win the war God waged with women

And men, where He could turn back time,

Reverse it and then, put the child He broke

Back together again..

Humpty Dumpty, who built the wall?

Humpty Dumpty, why did you fall?

Humpty Dumpty, I’m wishing you well.

For a better place where

You didn’t break when you fell..

Where all the Queen’s horses and shining

Women could put you together again.

She’d be beautiful, like her mother before,

Filled with words and wisdom

Like weighted water, ready to shape

The world, for a waiting universe

Where her glowing face, laughing

At the darkness, would lead us to salvation.

Another night wasted,

Our boat rocking against waves

Of your hate, ripples that disturb

Water, twisting into voided

Vortex, a raging maelstrom

Smashing against my face

With the force of a thousand

Concerned mothers, who think

I intend to drown their children

In the waves of dysphoria,

bigotry and scorn

Rocking distressed waters,

Keeping my head out of water,

Awake above the wake, knowing

What’s at stake, I take the wheel

Its burdensome deal creaks, sails

Turning to port, catching westward wind,

She pierces through– Defying

Gravity, in the wake of her

Wakening, she overcomes the raging

Storm, gaining distance for distant

Shores, on the horizon,

Filled–

Smiles and laughter waiting

For tired and hungry children.

You wonder why she floats

As we sit in this boat, awaiting

Relief and salvation.

She overcomes the waves

Stirred by your hate, hurling

Raging waters

Against her. Her wobbly bow

Never lets us down, stern in spite

Of the weather. She’ll weather

Your hate, your scorn and the weight

Of the burden of the water behind it.

If the seas won’t abide,

She’ll shift the tides, and roll

Back the world to save you,

When your grief’s washed away,

She’ll still be floating and safe

Starboard,

In this boat beside you.

Together,

We share with the universe

a darkness

Begging to be light,

to reveal

Itself and revel in itself,

and know

itself is real.

So we form concepts

For contexts to bear (the stars

form constellations) we form

words of darkness) filled

with light to bear)

With them, we beg

questions..

Answers never known,

But really,

If we knew them,

Would we even care

to know?

Doubt is a fire, fuel

For empty souls

Ready to be filled,

Forged with darkness known..

But darkness never becomes light

Until it is revealed.

So off with the masks,

The universe is beneath

(Void of eternal darkness–

Constellations between