- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Coping Mechanism
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Poetry is everywhere
And in everything I’m seeing
But I’m losing myself
In its moments and not being.
I’ve lived without poetry before
And think I can do so again
Tho it’s not how I want to see
My days to come to a concluding end.
My new found joy has ramifications
That’s noticeably clear
To all going forward
Therapeutic writing has wrought more
Than a small bit of
Increasingly troublesome problems.
Every news story, personal relationship,
Casual interaction, or job issue
Has me stopping to find
Post-it notes, blank napkin
Or tissues
To quickly record the puns
I thought or snap witty zing
Before time moves on
Having me deal with life’s other things.
Untold thrilling tales forever gone.
257 rhymes and 89 limericks - lost.
The buzzing of my work phone alone
Has taken from me an innumerable cost.
It gets so frustrating paying attention,
Forcing eye contact
And replying back to someone
Who doesn’t understand art is fleeting
Nor has any idea how
A dreamy mind functions.
Poetry is everywhere
And in everything I’m seeing
But I’m losing myself
In its moments and not being.
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