WORDS ARE OFTEN RANDOM

Words are often random.

It’s like what I think

And what I say

Are never in tandem.

My fingers don’t ink

What thoughts hand them

Poetry is the economy of words

Not just the pronunciation

Of words like, economy

Like one president would say

As he spontaneously spills spoonerisms

Like a dessertspoon’s stuck in his mouth

Because the aftertaste of voting victory

Is sweeter than Melting Moments’ cakes and pastries

Words…random…words…random

Words are often random

Protect what you say

Wear a speech condom.

[Written circa 1200hrs 10/12/2011.Inspired by Richard Henry Quist Sr at P.O.E.T.S (People Of Equal Thoughts & Spirit)

THE BEER AND THAT YEAR

He sat with his friends to whom he was a peer

Merry they made with wine and beer

Next, he sat in a car changing the gear

The road was smooth and the coast was clear

But a siren from afar, which he could hear

He looked in the mirror, the one for the rear

All too soon the police was near

What he had to do he did out of fear

He sped on the road and skid past a deer

And off the road the car did veer

It rumbled and tumbled and crashed like a pear

He did not survive but also lost an ear

His family had lost him, he was so dear

Only from school he’d have graduated that year.

REAL DREAM

Dreams are hard to make

It takes time to sleep.

Sing a lullaby

So you can sleep now.

Though your eyes are closed

Dreams are fun to see,

Doing things unseen

When you are asleep.

Every dreamer must

Remember this truth:

Dreams are made so real

Only when you wake

Written circa 2145hrs 17/08/2011

[Inspired by a “writing challenge” at People Of Equal Thoughts & Spirit (P.O.E.T.S)]