Well it works out
Once, twice, I don't know
and neither do you.
Damn waiting
so much nothings to accomplish
all ways open.
At least each day colorful
new things, people too
and a wonderful time had.
Could probably ask for more,
but what's the use I'm happy
with strangeness coming every day.
Once, twice, maybe
it'll matter sometime.
Well it's worth it
What with sitting a few drops
hit page smearing ink
a reason to use pencil outside.
Don't think about light drizzle
not much hits page,
but when deep in putting words down
it's annoying.
Try to ignore until a dozen or more
drops mark page
give me a reason
to go watch TV
at least until paper's dry.
Well that's it
Huh? Don't really understand?
Now can you explain
what you don't get?
Not really?
Well that's okay here look at this!
It might explain better
what's needed? But that depends
can you read? No?
Well, do you know anyone
who does?
Not really? Gee thought more
still could?
My mistake forgot
how long it's been.
David E. Howerton
Some pretend, but don't care
Here I wait
quiet sitting
tired worn chair
sound quiet
already most
drift safe
in dream
uncomprehending reality
how dreadful nightmares
that scream while you're awake.
Partaking of normality
pretend concern
that can't get past eyes.
- David E. Howerton
Some Reasons are...
Down pollen softened street
waddles skunk
sniffing cat food
on patio
out of rain.
Enamored of sweet taste
comes back every night
as sun goes below horizon.
One of those silly reasons
to live by woods
where critters thrive.
- David E. Howerton
Somehow it got in
In bed try for sleep
almost there then awake.
'Something’s here?' Angelic says.
Thinking her crazy
open eyes
something there
a bat flying
around room
to close for comfort
grab towel
throw it up catch bat.
Quick, put pants on
and with bat wrapped
head outside
shake bat into sky.
- David E. Howerton |
