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September  2010


 

What a Poet Wants
 (Things our quiet dreaming brings)
 
 Poets visit us with questions
 Harder to put in words than
 Turn into answers, heavy terms
 Dealing enigma and sermon,
 
 (aside) Seeking fans or a literary page.
 
 We dare to center on new ages of life
 Where one must go beyond what
 Listeners need or want, alone and
 Vaguely understood, a poet can
 
 Parley what we didn’t know we knew
 Into sights along some ‘new world view’.
 
 
 We know what listeners think,
 For example, the young kid who
 Reads to his knees, ample visions
 Focused on his lap, no spinal tap?
 
 (aside) If only he would breathe.
 
 Perhaps, he really cares, composing
 Poetic printouts on a school computer,
 Something for his tutor and a grade,
 But in his mind, hoping beyond hope,
 
 All due deference to his dues unpaid
 Ignorant in fact, poetry won’t get you laid.
 
 
 For example, an old man, probably
 spends his life in one room watching
 Cow-boy video, hoping to teach his
 Old  horse a new trick. Yes I know...
 
 (aside) You think this poem is sick.
 
 But, there’s a man in the prime of life
 Wasting time on mini vans, too much
 Time on his hands? We hear what you
 Think when we stand here before you,
 
 Delivering new words with relative ease,
 Relieving old aches we write to relieve. 
 
 
 Time out, is that hyperbole I hear?
 I feel it mostly in my ear, a torrent pouring 
Through a gash, is the ship of fools sinking or
 Exploring a recent hot flash?  Yes, I’m cruel.
 
 (aside) The opportunity is all we ask –  
 
 A chance to address the chafing in our pants,
 Even if we drone on about some adventure
 In a former life, a symbol of how we blew it,
 Opening the case of a shiny new saxophone. 
 
 Sometimes we glimpse the irretrievable
 Bordering lost worlds of the UN-believable.
 
 
 I want what any sentient poet would
 A place to gather, read and propose,
 Lament endangered amendments, sting or
 Gesture with streaming images the
 
 (aside) Things our quiet dreaming brings …
 
 That not everyone can do, opening doors
 To show the world a scene so seldom seen,
 Trembling to hear a sound so rarely heard,
 Inventing grammar for themes worth singing,  
 
 Removing the veil from the loneliest art,
 Words once reserved only for the heart. 


 

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