Posts Tagged ‘poem’

The moon has two faces.
One light and radiant looking upon the earth reflects the sun.
The other dark and mysterious looks out to the universe.
Which face am I?

Outside the wind blows.
After the rain the road glistens.
The sun shines upon my face,
Driving here and nowhere else.

Those ochre cobblestones were removed by those
Who in taverns dream of uncertainty,
Who pass electric guitars for inspiration
And in cluttered malls abandon shoppers
To shoe boxes and perpetual coffee.

Those wild strawberries were sprayed by those
Who starving masquerade as full
Who pass tubes for nature
Who make only fun of everything
And hide the mirrors before we discover who.