In response to Carpe Diem prompt, Special#54.
Eat your fill, my friend
When life departs your body
It is the worm’s turn
Carpe diem
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Joker
This poem is in response to prompt #18, “losing control,” by Mindlovemisery.
Walking the forest path
Sunlight glittering
Rain spattered leaves
Clouds gracing a sky like silk
Suede logs bounding
Splat! On my butt
Mother nature is such a card
Age
I’m old, don’t start with me
Don’t talk of deadlines
Or complain about the occasional
Twitch of middle age
There are people I know,
Dearly beloved,
Who worry that death will take them
Before their great work is done
Others who panic
Thinking their great work,
Having taken place in irascible youth,
Will fade without recognition
Or that the world, God forbid,
And all its minions,
Might come to misconstrue
Their contribution, mistaking it for exuberance.
As for me, it could happen
That I’m done before I die,
Or otherwise
Timing, they say, is everything.
To the editor of my childhood
Dear Sir
Something must be done
About these ghosts
Who keep popping through the lens
When I try to take
Tourist pictures.
My eyes fill
And I can’t find
The release button
Midsummer, Riga
11 pm in Riga
Windows wide as yawning
Outide it’s as bright as a cloudy day
In St. Louis
Some workmen decide
It’s a fine time to install a kiosk
Across the street
Just because
Drilling, banging, smoking
A marvelous night’s work
No one sleeps
Time enough for that
In winter
I sit up
Banging out poems
With a relentless clatter
exiles child 