On Wednesday next there will be an open mic. night at Empire (a tea/coffee shop) here in Newport. It has been awhile since I read any of my poetry to a group of people I do not really know. Kind of want to so I was thinking about reading these poems. I wrote them a while back, some from my time in DC. I would like some feed back if possible. Are any of these poems good enough for others ears? Anything I should change, and so forth? Thanks for your timeJ
Kono yo ni
It is like this
Its this way
We breath, we exhale, we exist
The stars up above and the bright moon guide us
or is it just me? And to where
A place where my dreams become reality
or maybe it is your reality that is my dream
my being, a wish to find
a path around a land
A desire to leave behind
to be recognized and not judge
Its cold outside now
the winds off the sea
is a reminder
or is it?
© Feb 2007
Man
Its break time
Its smoke time
Its laugh time
Its love time
Its time, man
To be man
Show them man
What you are made of man
Be a man, man
The state of man
The blood of man
The being of man
When lone ready man
©Feb 2007
So here it is…
Maybe tonight we can
read poetry together
I’ll open a bottle of red wine
Nothing special
Not the wine tasting kind
We could sit back and sip
Discus, analyze
Make sense of
Maybe tonight we can
make poetry together
I’ll unbutton your shirt
slow like
Kiss your shoulders soft like
Tease just a little
Maybe tonight we can
change public opinion
end bigotry and social prejudice
combine nations, religions
under the act of love
In our idealistic hearts
We can dream
compose a poem
to organize thought from heart
Find out in the end
that it was all a joke
that the G_ds were
just playing
And we were their puppets
© April 2007
I composed a poem
It is all so beautiful
A desire to unfold
To create, to understand
Look upon something beautiful
We made love, yes
Jumped in
“This is risky behavior”
Echoing in our minds
Desire over reason
over logic
And in todays age no les
We doubled, we joined
We melted into
Braced by soft pillows and softer skin
“Fuck me”
no…
Make love to you, yes
Sweet, slow
Teach me
I need to get out
how do I do this
Right this way ma’am
Take the elevator down
To the grown Floor “G”
G for the spot
The escape
Got to learn it
For legal altered states of Mind
© April 2007
Politics
There are all sorts of politics
You got Government politics
You got office politics
You got family politics
Even got politics amonst friends
So much politics that
By the end of the day its not just
you feet hurting
But you brain
Let these politics get to you
And your soul will be hurting too
Politics amongst the homeless too
Negotiations from high to low
Its all about Pan handling
The best spots for
it goes to those that create the politics
© March
