Three brief poems and a comment
A comment
At my age and condition, sometimes your mind gets filled with a jumble of memories, maybe delusions, and remembered song lyrics. Anyway, here are three new brief poems.
1) “Gotta” by yours truly
“Gotta go. Gotta go.
Here is something to know.
Gotta go, gotta go.
Throw you out the window!
All the people to and fro.
Gotta go.”
“How are you doing?”
“Oh, so-so.”
2) “Thunderstorm” by yours truly
Thunderstorm tonight.
It will be alright, alright.
My oldest brother said:
I had half the capacity
To be a punk rocker.
But I don’t play music.
I guess with punk rock
You don’t really have to know
How to play.
Stil like listening to punk/post-punk music.
As well as thunder,
There is some lightening.
What is they say about it following
The thunder.
Or is it the other way around?
Night storms.
3) “Saturated” by yours truly
Saturated by rain
For reasons I can’t explain.
Oh, the pain
When I sit on a moist seat cushion
After summer rain.
Sometimes, methinks
I am insane.