Sunday, November 1, 2009

I am a Miracle


I am poverty
I am disease

I am hunger
I am thirst

I am impotent
I am profuse

I am famine
I am drought

I am hay
I am straw

I am rag
I am unproportioned

I am a curse
I am a catastrophe

I am a destitute
I am a vacancy

BUT I am a miracle
Because I survive
I live without any black,
yellow or white

A This and A That

A tide that rattles and hisses and snores
A wave that benumbs the silence of the shore

A road that calls and ferries big and small
A highway that falls and robs many of all

A girl and a boy too young to be coy
a man and a woman too old to deify

A pencil that sharpens a poets wits
A pen that sings and feathers the hits

A hammer that sings and flattens the bump
A gong that sounds and soothes the grizzly lump

A game of hide and seek when chased in the sun
a game of snakes and ladders when reaching for the bacon

a this and a that
a cap and a hat
chapped lips, cracked heels

Thats all for the show.