Dreamweaver
—Poetry and Visuals by Smith, Cleveland, OH
—Poetry and Visuals by Smith, Cleveland, OH
The pastel colors
of the art attack
on Dead Man's Curve
are fast fading
past tell
art in motion
mind as well
of the art attack
on Dead Man's Curve
are fast fading
past tell
art in motion
mind as well
Dawn
I wake and first think is
I'm alive
don't know if good or bad
just is
so rise in sacred ritual
and walk from tomb
to social room
and daily crisis
of right and wrong
inner long shorted by chakra
and shame
the whole of gain and blame
bad aim
in daily dance of two-shoes
of who and whose
in sin of same
Over Easy
It's a falling apart day
I can't keep cohesion
in outer parts or inner reason
Suffer Less
I look back on b&w TV
three channels
no remote
test patterns shuddering
from night-off to morning-on
+
AM radios
big-fin cars
milk in glass bottles
vaginaless gals in frilly dresses
government cheeses
automatic thank-yous
and mister pleases
It was a good time
though not for the knees
what with kissing ass
and doffing caps
to The Man
(2 steps behind every one of which
stood silent compliant women
except J. Edgar Whomever)
Whatever
The rich rule
the strong take
thus we lose
including they
thee
thy
them
their bimbos their dupes
their fans friends co-whores
and troops
Fools choosing lose
Where I walk
they can't follow
Exray
Weary of being cautious
to stay alive
unwilling to quit
I understand Sisyphus
There's bone
there's dog
there's teeth as interface
I understand entropy
No matter
it's joy of ladder
making badder better
I understand now
Rope-a-dope
rope hope
keep the party going
I'm glad I don't understand
The Future
Life is kinda like
juggling stuff you can't see
blindfolded
at night
in high wind
arms tied behind you
fingers slick with wanting
everyone watching
waiting
to see what you do
or don't
cuz you're the toy
to keep from thinking
while thinking yourself
just gets more invisible balls
to balance
and yet why not
so much fun
between the bounces
Face Forward
she sez
"Just depends how you bend"
Bible speaks big wind
falling strong tree
while reed bends free
I've always been
more break than bend
yet still undead
unend
body pained in metal pins
mental sins
within
Mythmist
Bought $6 Buddhist chant
in my Navy uniform
in San Francisco 59 years ago
from 2 young Asian girls
on a street corner
a situation I thought
would lead to sex
but went instead to temple
for enlightenment
Said it every day since
mostly
comes to 10 cents a year
so far
a bargain to beat
for a life maybe more mentally neat
midst this shite of sheet repeat
I'll sell it to you for a dollar
Nam myoho renge kyo
Heaven
Today’s LittleNip:
If not driven crazy
by current chaos
you're insane
—Smith
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—Medusa, with thanks to rope-a-dope Smith (Steven B. Smith) for, as always, today’s fine poetry and visuals. “So much fun between the bounces… “
Watchtower
—Photo by Smith
—Photo by Smith
A reminder that
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will read tonight in Davis, 7pm.
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Chris Erickson and Greg Miller
will read tonight in Davis, 7pm.
For info about this and other
future poetry happenings in
Northern California and otherwheres,
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UPCOMING NORCAL EVENTS
(http://medusaskitchen.blogspot.com/p/wtf.html)
in the links at the top of this page—
and keep an eye on this link and on
the daily Kitchen for happenings
that might pop up
—or get changed!—
during the week.
Photos in this column can be enlarged by
clicking on them once, then clicking on the x
in the top right corner to come back to Medusa.
Poets’ bios appear on their first MK visit.
To find previous posts, type the name
of the poet (or poem) into the little
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of this column. See also
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side of this column to find
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Miss a post?
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at the bottom of this column.
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Would you like to be a SnakePal?
Guidelines are at the top of this page
at the Placating the Gorgon link;
send poetry and/or photos and artwork
to kathykieth@hotmail.com. We post
work from all over the world—including
that which was previously published—
and collaborations are welcome.
Just remember:
the snakes of Medusa are always hungry—
for poetry, of course!
I’m a rope!
