Waiting in Line | A Poem by G.S. Katz

I would rather not have something
I want
If it means waiting in line
For more than 20 seconds

Tried and true New Yorker
Impatient, brooder, no fault moody
The one and only thing I wait for
Is you – you get a pass everytime



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Somatose Estates And The Skin Of My Teeth | A Poem by Richard William Kirkpatrick-Thorne

It Is That Below,
SomeWhere My Shapelessness Directs InTo Form,
Arriveing At The Fringes Of Bent Light To Where Ten Seconds Break,
Behind Blood Pulsateing InTo Woven Lineage,
As Time Crafts A Fleshless Escape Towards Another Mother’s Tongue,
And It Clings With A Senseless Instinct For A Breath Beyond Taste,
Fraying The Cords That Suspend…

And Yet,
It Is That Belonging…

Somatose And Sculpted Precedeing A Possessive Nature,
Alive As An Offering InTo A Different Slight Of Forge-Wroughten
Conditions,
Before Bone Crushed And Ground For An Unraveling River,
As A Seed Of Archetype To Where I Was Once Only ALone To Speak,
And It Lingers While An EndLess Obsession For All That Gives And
Takes,
Knotting The Words That Settle…

And Yes…


It Is That.

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Isolation | A Poem by G.S. Katz

My comfort zone
Is Isolation
On the perimeter
Of success and failure
Fighting off constant lust
Not giving in totally
Being selective
Choosing only able prey
I am the shark in friendly waters
I won’t come for you unless you provoke
I’m known as the predator
Leave me be unless tragic is your heart

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Confession | A Poem by G.S. Katz

Yesterday
Confessed to my beautiful wife
of 24 years
That I am a poet

She had no idea
Was blown away
Told her how it came to be
And read her a few examples of my madness

It felt good to tell her
I was living a lie
Now she knows the real truth
From her 61 year old dog

I know, I know, 61?
It’s true
Young at heart, still got my mojo
But racing fast against the skyway

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Good Night Luv | A Poem by G.S. Katz

The day has been erased
Washed and hung out to dry
The only thing left
is us

So good night luv
Sweet dreams
See you in the morning
Maybe a spoon or two before dawn

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Before Long | A Poem by Guy Farmer

A lovely family of
Birds arrives to
Enjoy the season.
Chattering cheerfully,
Snacking on blossoms,
Socializing enthusiastically,
Brimming with life.
Optimistic games played
Amidst the branches,
Passing days enjoyed
To their fullest.
Before long they leave,
The passing of time,
Fleeting, evanescent.

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Reject Beige | A Poem by G.S. Katz

It’s not a color
That belongs in any spectrum
It’s a pathetic afterthought
Of not quite brown or tan
If you own a beige couch
Get rid of it
Be daring, be bold
March to the store
Buy black and red
You don’t have to think about it
Just do it
Reject beige
Reject everyone who thinks in beige
Don’t be seen in it
You’ve been warned

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