Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts

Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Improv Poetry Tuesday

This is where I type whatever comes into my head and publish it without analyzing the deeper meaning or consequences. Enjoy.

Love,

Wear + Tear.

I've got no sympathy
for the symphony
that's playing on my heart strings
my heart stings
I'd like things
to stay the way they are

I've got no melancholy
Just a better body
Than my mind that's spinning records
unwritten records
I'd like things
to change in every way

I've got no time or space
to linger at your place
You're playing with my every want
I need more
I'd like things
to evolve and sway

I've got no syllables
nothing is simple
no consonants or vowels
I'll vow it
I'd like things
to stay the way they are 

Monday, December 5, 2011

Tuck away your flaps [ a poem ]

A very long time ago, when I was in primary school, 
there was a rule to override all rules
A rule that was broken more often than not
A rule enforced when the weather was hot
A rule to make kids feel so very uncool
A rule made by governments, and teachers and fools
For we all knew that lunch time was the best part of the day
We all watched the hands of the clock tick away
We yearned for the teacher to alert us and say
Lunchtime! 
NO HAT NO PLAY!
We'd all grab our lunchboxes and sit in the shade
Scoff down our sandwiches and get ready to play
But the teachers did scorn us and in unison say
NO HAT NO PLAY!
Now hats aren't for everyone, but when you're a kid you obey
You don't mind wearing a hat if it means you can play
But when the hat has a flap you feel stupid and lame
You'd tuck away your flaps, trying to get away
Without being seen by the teacher on duty
That matronly bitch with no style, grace or beauty
But she'd catch you out quickly and expose your hat flap
and if you resisted, she'd send you right back
to the bench near the tree in the darkest of shade
and she'd scream it again for you
NO HAT NO PLAY!


So why now when I'm 24 and free
and I could wear any hat that I please
would I choose to wear a hat with a flap?
Henry Holland must be on crack!



Love,

Wear + Tear.