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Here is an assortment of the poems I have written over the past year. Some of them I took time and effort to revise and rework, others were literally written in five minutes. I’ll let you decide which you think go in which category.

Here they are

True Nature

I stop and think a haunting thing
The true nature of our being
Wise men before, wise men to come
Never to know what I have done

In the dark I find myself
A lost an lonely little elf
I try to leave it all alone
I try to leave for what is known

But my conscience never will rest
Until I’ve straightened out this mess
I must finally come to bare
The problem heavy in the air

The answer passes through my mind
Quickly it’s gone before I find
The manner to explain in time
And grasp its meaning in a line

Stolen Grace

I could barely see the road
My tears were fast streaming
It is a dark night
My hood is still steaming

Twasn’t five minutes ago
When death stared me in the face
Her crimson tears gliding slowly
Me holding her stolen grace

You see it was very late
I could’ve slept anywhere
Me heavy eyelids drooped
The red light seemed useless there

Deafening damage; mangled metal
Both flung from our cars
Me: Merely scrapes and bruises
She: Never-to-be scars

She wasn’t five feet from me
Yet It seemed like a great gap
I crawled over crying
And laid her head in my lap

There is a mournful beauty
To stare death in the face
He crimson tears glided slowly
Me holding her stolen grace

I sprinted quickly
To my mangled mess
Sunk in the drivers seat
My own black abyss

Now you find me here
Speeding on this abandoned road
Only God could help me
Bare this heavy load

So now I must meet him
On this fateful night
The lonely tree still standing
Will help me make this right

I steer my car quite quickly
My beams single it out
My car shrieks and rattles
I don’t let out a shout

This time God is kinder
I don’t feel a thing
Darkness all around me
But I can’t hear the angels sing

The Hammer’s Hum

Sprinting quickly through crystal beams
God’s fingertips they say
We’d restlessly scout out the spot
For the pleasures of that day

Eagerly we’d pick the tree
And scamper up its side
Ascending to the treetop
Observing far and wide

The chosen tree would be prepared
Rough rope swung ‘round its arm
Then one by one we’d shimmy up
Careful not to harm

The first nail would enter
With hundreds more to come
More for enjoyment than for structure
We were transfixed by the hammer’s hum

We’d work all day, we’d work all night
Soon the castle was complete
Then one by one we’d shimmy down
To dream of Kings in our sleep

But I Want More

As the hands rotate past the face
I read into the ancient lore
It takes me back to that sacred place
Oh, but I want more

As the wheel turns film progresses
The image enters every pore
All its secrets the screen confesses
Ah, but I want more

As the record spins the sounds they flow
Beautiful stories escape the score
Singing pristine highs and melodic lows
Yes, but I want more

I opened the door exited slowly
Sucked all the life into my core
I understood, small and lowly
Now, I’ve got more

Zorba’s Dance

One by one, they march along
Tap tap tap
They flow on though

Running prancing
Singing dancing
Feeling joy
All through their core

Quickly now they move their feet
Up and down
To the beat

The sun escapes
Its blue sky prison
Now the moon laughs
As it takes his place

Hymn to the Sea

Deep down deep
The light is filtered
Deep down deep
The darkness triumphs

Quickly the heat it cleanses
As we shed our mortal coil
Quietly now we leave our senses
Death it seems will calm our toil

Our souls now rise
One in the same
Heavenly voices
Singing our name

Ascending quickly
As light pours through
The final realization
The life anew

Untitled

Will you give me some
Cause I need to run
My time has come

Wake up now
You’ve got some more time
This wont hurt a bit

I’ve opened it
Now I need to get
Over it

Chaos comes
Flowing into you
Open up your eyes

Untitled

Existence is blurred
On this tiny thread
Nothing is heard
Its all in your head

The wind blows through the gate
As his feet run about
His head keeps his state
But his body does doubt

Your minds eye can’t blink
You can’t hide forever
You simply must think
And you’ll discover another

It’s time to realize
We’ve got to separate
Throw off your old disguise
See through your blinding hate

Ladies and Gentlemen

(stolen?)

Ladies and Gentlemen please
Put your minds at ease
This thought will tickle and tease
Grab hold of your brain and seize
Jaws on the floor
You’ll be begging for more
Better than before
Just let it pour
You need to see with your eyes
Noone’s in disguise
That’s just self-implied
You have to simplify

Riddle

A four-legged beast
Head of the feast
Served royalty
Earned loyalty
Killed some men
Aided others, then
Killed again
Need to rock?
He won’t block
He’ll simply knock
Feeling down?
Don’t frown
Just sit down
He’ll comfort you
Form a lump with you
You’ll enjoy it too!
He could squeak
Or help you sleep
Nice and sleek
Or tired and weak
Don’t you think
You’ll enjoy
This old boy
Make some noise?

WHAT IS HE???? WTF???

For a while now there have been commercials on T.V. depicting a policeman giving tickets to people who are not buckled up. A man’s voice is heard saying: “Officers write tickets to save lives.” I cannot believe this. The only method they could think of for saving lives is tickets?! I mean, why not get rid of cars altogether? Even better yet just get rid of people. Humans are always murdering, pillaging, stealing, and not buckling, so why not just get them all out. Do you know what never does any of the terrible things in the previous tetrad? Seaweed. Except for maybe the giant carnivorous Great Alaskan Seaweed (Completlius Madeupeous).

Since seaweed is such a docile beast, we should kill every living thing except for it and flood the earth so it has a nice environment to thrive. How should we flood the earth? Drive around until there is so much global warming everywhere that the polar ice caps melt. We need to get our top scientists on the problem right away. What we need is a car that craps out so much global warming that you can actually see the ozone crying in pain. As soon as the pesky ozone is gone, all the ice caps are melted and the world is flooded we can move on to PHASE II.

PHASE II is basically where we kill every living thing. This phase will be just like a reverse Noah’s Arc, except for our kids will not bring home pictures of it in finger-paint which we are forced to hang on the bathroom wall and stare at because our kids will be dead. Two by two the animals will march into the seaweed infested water and drown themselves. Of course this is all for the good of humankind so there will be no complaining. Even if they do complain, I am not sure what punishment we can inflict that is worse than death. After all the animals are dead we will have to drown ourselves.

I haven’t ironed out all the problems yet, such as how to drown the dolphins (Stupid dolphins), how to invent cars that crap out global warming, how to find a punishment worse than death, and how to get my point across without this much sarcasm. But once there are all solved, the plan will go into action and all humans will be protected!

OR the government could get out of our lives and we could decide for ourselves whether or not to wear a seat-belt. You choose.

jack.minardi