I want to write a poem
about the state of things
with sharp wit and criticism
jacks, clubs, spades, Kings
I want to write a poem
about mental health
and how the crazy could be the sane
with less serotonine and more wealth
I want to write a poem
about my state of mind
of floating numbers, shifting colours,
brittle nerves and choking vines
I want to write a poem
about the winter weather
Naked maples, cracked cement,
sugar plums, sleepful ether
I want to write a poem
about a soothing blend of tea
Steeping time, orange peels,
history in unfurling leaves
I want to write a poem
about my final resting place
one with candles, herbs and lilies
a quiet "Hail Mary, full of Grace."
I want to write a poem
about making marmalde,
coriander spice cake and
fresh chopped lavender, food grade
But mostly I want to write a poem
about anything at all
but every time I even try
I hit a ******* wall.
Jan 1, 2013
Jan 1, 2013 at 1:18 AM UTC
I want to write a poem
about the state of things
with sharp wit and criticism
jacks, clubs, spades, Kings
I want to write a poem
about mental health
and how the crazy could be the sane
with less serotonine and more wealth
I want to write a poem
about my state of mind
of floating numbers, shifting colours,
brittle nerves and choking vines
I want to write a poem
about the winter weather
Naked maples, cracked cement,
sugar plums, sleepful ether
I want to write a poem
about a soothing blend of tea
Steeping time, orange peels,
history in unfurling leaves
I want to write a poem
about my final resting place
one with candles, herbs and lilies
a quiet "Hail Mary, full of Grace."
I want to write a poem
about making marmalde,
coriander spice cake and
fresh chopped lavender, food grade
But mostly I want to write a poem
about anything at all
but every time I even try
I hit a ******* wall.
I wrote this while in class, leaning on a wooden table covered in flour and bits of sticky bread dough in between baking loaves.
