Toy Maker - POEM of the MONTH!

Toy Maker

Toy Maker! Oh, Toy Maker!
Why did you create me –
Create me the way you did?
For I can reason with all I see!

At first look, it’s obvious:
I am missing my strings,
And I cannot reach the sky;
But, my mind has wings!

I have a heart made of wood
And dreams which float
From here to there, and ev’ry
Which way I turn to gloat.

I can boast of all I do,
Because I am a taker!
I may walk wherever I want,
All, without the Toy Maker.

A seemingly innocent walk;
Yet, I am aware of the source
Of the wind shifting from here
To there, all with gentle force.

It’s apparent I have a back,
Many times it’s facing you;
And I have a dynamic voice,
As if this solely gives me value.

Toy Maker! Oh, my Toy Maker!
Why do I have this knowledge?
Because what puzzles me most
Is, I am carved in your image!




#poetry #poem #divine #creator 

The Novelty of i - POEM of the MONTH!

The Novelty of i

The novelty of i

The latest smart phone
Absent of why
Just follow the drone

The novelty of reason
Without reply
What’s still in season?
The novelty of i 

i am the app
 Consolation
i am the map
 Destination

Text of interest
i may respond
i am the loudest
“Like” to correspond

i am the Like
 Emotion
i am the psyche
 Devotion 

i am the spotlight
 Conversation
i am the limelight
 Celebration

The novelty of i
 Promenade –
Receipt of a sigh
 Masquerade

The stage of sound
The novelty of sky –
The ceiling of ground
The novelty of i?

The novelty of i!
The novelty of – i
The novelty – of – i
The – novelty – of – i

The soundboard
Into a lone echo
Unexplored –
The novelty is hollow

Absolute ironclad
A fool to vilify
i am my own fad
The novelty of I


Epilogue

Sounds of new
Thoughts from you
Grasping two
And then a few …

Also published in Synchronized Chaos.

#poem #poetry #selfie #self #self-centered #narcissism #selfishness #appreciation #selflessness 

Escape - POEM of the WEEK!

Escape

 

In the event of fire

Break glass

Make a wish and

Close your eyes,

Kissing your lover

The fervent way to

Maximizing

The moment –

Escape

 

(Now, read it from bottom to top
and feel a different meaning.)

#poet #poetry #poem #love #valentine 

"Imaginarium" Published in Synchronized Chaos Magazine

The poem, "Imaginarium", which was written five years ago, is now published in Synchronized Chaos Magazine! Here's what the editor had to say about this piece, "... in a highly structured, formal and intellectual piece [Dave Douglas], rejoices in the adventure of following the imagination."

#poet #poetry #poem #synchchaos

Inverted (Deception and Truth -- or "Death and Life") - POEM of the MONTH!

Inverted (Deception and Truth -- or "Death and Life")

Artist: Dave Douglas (After effects of the Liberty Fire, Alpine County, CA)

Today is the day of salvation!

But -- you tell me nonetheless that

I am not worthy,

For deep within my heart

You find the darkest secrets.

I think I'm a good person,

Even though ...

Then you tell me that is enough!

What you did for me,

I can't believe

All the little lies;

And look at what I did with

The only life I have,

Yes, this is it --

Yet it's not what I had in mind,

Since the very beginning

Always giving

What may hurt me,

On directing me away from

What truly matters,

This is what you showed me

(Now read it from bottom to top,
and realize who holds the truth.)

#poet #poem #poetry #carpevelo #inversion #repentance #deception #truth #death #life #salvation #2corinthians #alpinecounty #pleasanton #amwriting

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The Bullet - POEM of the MONTH!

The Bullet

In short-sighted cities

Along their boulevards

With defenses down

Behind glasses barred

The windows are broken

In neighborhoods ignored

But even among the tower

There are horrors unexplored

On a chosen Wednesday

In what seems random

Far from the northern shores

In an office of printed freedom

I penetrate skin

Rip through flesh

Break bone --

And, end existence

Screaming across the lobby

The scent of powder in the air

Screams from the innocents

The scent of hatred as a prayer

In the City of Lights

As throughout many

There are less shining

And more to be angry

It is not my choice

When I carry all your fears

It seems my only path

Since those beginning years

I penetrate skin

Rip through flesh

Break bone --

And, end existence ...

So, until you end my own

From palaces, to deserts and dives

Like the one who shot Liberty Valance

I am capable of saving lives

~

In this poem "The Bullet", the "I" and "my" are the personification of the bullet; and the "your" represent the people living in cities, towns, states and countries. (This poem is partially inspired by Neil Peart's Distant Early Warning. In Distant Early Warning the "I" is the personification of an ICBM missile flying over the polar ice-caps, and the "you" is the people of the world.)

#poetry #poem #carpevelo #pleasanton #rush

Absent (a free-verse pantoum) - POEM of the MONTH!

Absent (a free-verse pantoum)

A hole tore into my chest;

I am numb to my surroundings.

It took residence as one left mine

And I stare into the empty silence.

I am numb to my surroundings,

You were taken from my residence

And I stare into the empty silence

As you create a sound in my mind.

You were taken from my residence;

A blues song of memories remain

As you create a sound in my mind

And will play forever in my heart.

A blues song of memories remain

My shadow. Who brightened my day

And will play forever in my heart?

The one, I will see until then.

My shadow who brightened my day,

It took residence as you left mine,

The one I will see. Until then –

A hole tore into my chest …