Cut off one’s nose to spite his face

Cut off one’s nose to spite his face

from day one it went
from bad to worse unfiltered
thoughts rolled off
his tongue
without one thought given to
how he’d expose his own con

—©g.a.meeder, 2019®

 

Fever Pitch(Twilight Sing-Song)

Fever Pitch(Twilight Sing-Song)

in the crisp twilight air

with baton directive

not just from any maestro

but the silver quartered moon

the choir begins

a frenzy of chatter

chirping in staccatto

as the heat of humidity

during the day’s peak

of sun’s brutal glare

had kept them from sharing

all the latest tidbits of gossip

dashing here, there,

darting everywhere

no time! no time!

must feed hungry beaks

no time! no time!

so under starry skies

we shall now tweet

they reach fever pitch

twittering one over another

tittle tattlers in surround sound

sing song to get a

chirrup in edgewise

oh musical wonders

oblivious that any soul

could be listening in.

Oh, but we are,

along with so many others!

—©g.a.meeder, 2019®

 

 

 

Symphony at Dusk

 

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Symphony at Dusk, —©g.a.meeder, 2019® 

                                                               Symphony at Dusk

the sun lays her head

upon broad earthly shoulders

as the night maestro

ushers in the starry notes

grazioso for our eyes

 —©g.a.meeder, 2019®

 

For John Coyote with love & respect

for understanding. 

May you find your peace.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Letdown

 

Letdown

i watched from afar

as your disease knocked the wind

out of your sails

in angst I secretly prayed

that there would be

a god to heal you.

—©g.a.meeder, 2019®

 

 

 

Dawn of Truth

Dawn of Truth

The splish splash lull of soapy dishwater

pulled her in as her sponge

spun around the bowl’s rim

two small business setbacks

and all those dishes she’d scrubbed

through thick and thin

pondering why is life always sink or swim?

—©g.a.meeder, 2018®

 

 

Stellar Minx

Stellar Minx

celestial rocks break free

from intergalactic rides

streaking in their final blaze of glory

across charcoal cajun blackened skies

sprinkled with shimmering stars and planets

giving us pause to marvel

at what we romanticize as falling stars

are nothing short of amazing

but meteors cleverly disguised…

— -©g.a.meeder, 2018®

 

Simplicity(My Bouquet of Wisdom)

My Bouquet of Wisdom,–©g.a.meeder, 2018®

Simplicity
(My Bouquet of wisdom)

tiny seeds of life
that have taken root
give me a
simple pleasure
that only goes
to show
how easy to please
i have become in my life
with the smallest bouquet
of wildflowers
hand picked
for good measure.

–©g.a.meeder, 2018®

 

“Simplicity is not style, it is a state of harmony.”

Naoto Fukasawa

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Vicious Cycle (The Broken Back Workers Plight)  

The Vicious Cycle

(The Broken Back Workers Plight)  

strange where poverty leads us

the captain of unwilling vessels

steering us into false mantras

where we are told to dream

reach for those lofty stars

that if we work hard enough

we can get there

with these hands, these feet

this mind, the people we meet

but life throws so many punches

slim curves, kicks in the crotch

that it leaves black as night holes

in our misdirected souls

whereupon we once again

find ourselves back in that place

we’d hoped to have escaped.

—©g.a.meeder, 2018®

 

 

 

 

“Spinning my wheels gettin nowhere fast!”

The most commonly used & stated

“pearl of wisdom”

from all the truck driver’s

that I came to know & love in my life.

Splintered

Splintered

i remain offside
quietly listening to
others as they 
dig up dirt
verbally assaulting
one another for how
they approach issues
attacking them for
opinions that differ
maintaining my distance
by keeping my upper lip stiffer
so that I maintain
some sort of strength
to pick up the remains
when they are done playing
their judgmental games
so we don’t all end up
in the same log splitter.

—©g.a.meeder, 2017®

 

 

A Thief In The Night

A Thief In The Night

white halos dead straight
ahead flash like spotlights in
dense fog that has crept
wrapping itself around all
that breathes stealing their secrets

—©g.a.meeder, ®2017