Dr. Seuss Quote- Be Who You Are-Write Who You Are

"Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter, and those who matter don't mind." -Dr. Seuss

Tuesday, April 15, 2014

On a Roll

On A Roll

I am on a roll
In the zone
waiting for some kinds
of
baritones
just hold the phone
cause
these words
are like
debilitating
disease
that's gone 
viral 
or pandemic
flu-like
if you will
two million hits
on 
Youtube
or 
Twitter?



I am in the zone
just flowing
and knowing
that these
words
might just
take flight
and 
grow some
dendrites
or was it
retinas?
and maybe
just maybe
some 
eye
sight
Am I hopeless?
What's my plight?

But what do I know?
Me?
Little old me?
No quite enough
to know
that I shouldn't be
writing these
words 
or even
contemplate 
letting them go
take flight
'cause
I am not 
accomplished
sophisticated
just right
or write?
like 
Billy Collins
or the other
pros
whose
job it is to
know
and grow
these words
like the sages
on the stages
paying pennies
on the dollar
or worse
 minimum wages
lost in kennels
or cages

I am in another world
flying to and fro
letting these palabras
fly
emerge
diverge
the truth
in some
strange
kinda way
but I jest
or do I play?
Can you really take me seriously?
just want to say
'cause I
want these words
to diverge
formulate
and
start 
articulate
bring in the lawyers now
to litigate
some irate
road 
rage
persona
in 
H-town 
around 
five thirty
o'clock
Hey
dude!
Calmate
and
put your unwarranted anger
danger
away
let it go
no need
to say 
a little dirge
while 
letting
that offensive-like bird
disappear
from the hand
no need
to get 
all 
defensive...
driving?
Yeah
go on
with your bad self
move on

Some people--
Really now--
just let it go
save it for a rainy day
soothing
pounding
sound of rain
dancing 
in the streets
cooling down
feeling the crown
placed to the side
of my mind
these palabras
starting to stop
halt
don't go there
running out
on empty
no money
broke
like my grandma's
rocking chair
leaning
slightly
ready to caer
off this page
Where's the sage?
Gone for the day!
What?
It's that time already!
Time to go
and get ready
to post
this
crazy
looking
poor-excuse-for-a
poem
Just ask Billy Collins




About Anything!

I was talking and working with some elementary students today. We were studying some poetry and they shared some of their poems.  I showed them poetry can be about anything. So in the last few posts, I thought about how this National Poetry Month and I had better start writing and contributing more frequently to this beloved blog.  I also decided that it would be about whatever.  I am playing around with inventing characters or speakers in my poems in different situations.  Just playing around really!  It has me intrigued when the block of the poet hits me strong!  My response it to write a bunch of gibberish.  Who knows?  It might turn out to be something interesting...or not!


Anything?


Poetry can be about
Anything
Anything?
Really?
You must be joking
You must be jiving
Pulling my leg
Hoodwinking
Thoughts sinking
Rising to the top!

Stop for a sec!
Poetry can simply be
about anything
Dearie!
Anything 
you please!

Naw!
That can't be true!
I thought it had to be sonnets
 or iambic pentameter
maybe a Haiku
A cinquain
or two
Hold the phone!
Stop this tumultuous train!
You are sayin'
Poetry can be 
'bout anything?


It can be about
a rain drop
a three year stuffed up kid
with no Kleenex
and don't be grossed out
but he's got some serious
snot
running down his face
seems a bit out of place 
in the Museum of
perfection
Just goo really
if you think of it that way
It's all in your point
of vista
view to you

It can be about
your mama
papa 
and baby too
I can be about
your ugly old trip to the zoo
with koalas from Lam Pour
who's run out the door
searching for 
some Eucalyptus
or some trip to 
Kenya?
I dunno
but what I do
Poetry, Poetry can be
just about you!

It can rhyme
all the time
or survive in
free
free verse
without the curse or two
Yes, poetry, poetry
can be about anything
even little, unimportant you!

You can read tons
You can search far
but the advice that I give
is right on par
with Tiger Woods
and Jack Nicolas too!
Why not start your own anthology
in the class of psychology
about the minuscule little you!

Poetry

To be continued in a theatre near you!

Blah, Blah, Blah

Blah! Blah! Blah!


Sit up!
Pretend you are listening!
To what?
For whom?
No!
Shhh!
You are listening!
Smile
Make eye contact
Write down some things
Like what?
What they say?
Who?
The talking heads!
The important ones
In the middle
With the fancy pens
Monogrammed
Clicky!
Leather organizer!
Write it down!
Now!
Sounds?
Nod your head!
Bow!
Agree!
Write!
Look up!
Take notes!
Noises


For what?
What am I listening for?
Shhh!
I hear voices!
Where?
What am I listening for?
Shhh!
To the door
Creaking
Breaking
Opening!
Oh no!
The meeting!
Everyone is here
Look down
Smile
Write down
Shhh!
Sit up!

It has begun!
What?
The meeting!
Sit up!
Take notes!
Important notes!
No!
Shhh!
I wasn't talking!
Listening to...
the voices
I hear voices
Choices?
No voices!
Do you hear voices?

Something is going on
Talking heads
Blah! Blah! Blah!
Shhh!
What?
Stop it!
Laugh now
Smile
Agree
Nod your head
Everyone is laughing
Laugh again
Eye contact
Look down
Look intense
Agree
Shhh!
Stop!
Leave me alone!
Did you get that?
What?
The voices?
Yeah!
Did you write it down?
What?
The noise!
Stop doodling and listen!
Grow up, would you?
What?
Leave me alone!
What?
Write?
What?
What did they say?
Blah! Blah! Blah!
More like
Yada, Yada, Yada
No!
More like
Charlie Brown's teacher
What what what wa wa
Don't be disrespectful!
Listen!
Write it down!
Did you get that?
Sure!
Shhh!
Listen!
I gotta go!
I can't hear myself think!
Yada, yada, yada!
Sit down!
We aren't done!
Pray!
Meditate!
Look interested!
Blah! Blah! Blah!
Get that?
Sure
Smile
Nod
Write
Smile
Nod 
Write
Bow!
Are we done yet?
Not quite!
No one has moved!
Moved?
When someone gets up!
We can go?
No one is moving!
Sit down!
Not you!

I saw it!
What?
Someone moved!
No, that is changing posture!
Doesn't count!
Shoot!
Now?
No
There's a pause
Laugh!
Laugh!
Smile
Nod
No questions, okay?
Questions?
Write it down!
The last thing!
Okay!
The move!
Get up!
No eye contact!
Smile
Say thanks!
High tail it out!
We are done!
Yada, yada, yada!
Phew!
No
Don't listen!
Act like you didn't hear!
 No!
Don't go back!
You'll never leave!
Awww!
More
Yada, yada, yada!


Just Stop

Just Stop

No really
Just stop
Stop it now!
Stop all of it!
Some of it?
None of it?
You have got to be...
No, for real
Stop it!
Halt it!
Move it out!
To Siberia!
To Nigeria!
To Blissfiria!
Stratopheria!
Just STOP!
Outta here!

STOP!
The insanity!
Your vanity!
Vileness
Kinda pile-ness
on me!
Leave!
STOP!
Blabbering!
Gabbering!
Feathering!
Trumpeting!
Stumpeting!
STOP!
BASTA YA!

STOP
I can't take it!
Can't fake it!
Want to hurl!
Vomit!
Throw it up!
Down!
Down!
Down!
All around!
STOP
IT!
it

STOP 
your incessant
piping off
wiping off
your residue
on all the new
and old
We are past tired!
Past tired and sick!
Enferma?
I am terminal
Terminally
Fatally
Weighted down
by your...
Do I need to continue?
Don't answer!

STOP!
STOP!
STOP!
IT!
IT!
IT!
YA!
No stinking more!

Friday, April 11, 2014

What?

What?

I said what?
What you say?
I say what?
Can't quite hear ya
Too much static
No I am not there
In my attic
trying to find some
peace without...
I said what?
Don't know what to say
To respond to you

I said what?
Can't listen?
Got cotton in my ears
Hear you?
Please
I put you 
officially 
on mute!

I said what?
Can't do this anymore
sportin' my Bose buds
Noise cancelling?
Ever heard of them?
What?
Volume is maxed out
What?
Do I look as if?
No
No
I don't care

I said what?
Leave me alone
stop flapping those
gums
Don't cha get it?
I am not hearing 
endearing 
befriending you

What?
Shut the door
Go on out
Lock the door
 Throw away the key
Leave me
Just leave me
be

Read my lips
taxing?
Don't want
Can't take
Not fakin'
For real
Get going
I'm deaf

Sign language?
I am blind
Text to talk?
No bars
the battery is dead
didn't pay the electric bill
The lights are out
No one is home!
I am evicted
No return address?
No return at all
Left the planet
live on the moon
No
don't visit
can't hear you 
No air
Remember?
You still here?
C'mon now


Said what?
Paying you no mind
No offense
taken
given
I am invisible
Yesterday's news
Gone, gone, gone
What?
Ugh!

Thursday, April 10, 2014

Walkin' My Dog


Cutie

Walkin' My Dog


Walking my dog
Around the block
a time or two
Walkin'
Droppin'
Stoppin'
Diggin'
Coughin'
Pristine paws
Kickin' up grass


My dog
Pantin'
Sniffin'
Lickin'
The sidewalk

My dog
walkin'
trottin'
spottin'
a fire hydrant
that's painted blue
Oh no!
Cutie!
NO!
Why?
Why?

My dog
sniffin'
hikin' 
markin'
her territory
She wants all the doggies
big and small
to take notice
Cutie was here!
Cutie was here!

My dog
growlin'
barkin'
at every moving thing
cats, dogs, birds
squirrels
growlin'
barkin'
tuggin'
scratchin'
the
ground

Walkin' my dog?
Really?
No...
She's walkin'
me

My human being
Breathin'
Sneezin'
Inhalin'
Screamin'
Time to go home!

Furlough

To get the cobwebs out of my mind, I like to start my day with a coffee and a poem.  There's something about writing and reading that calms me down and if I don't get to do either one before I start my day, I feel out of sorts.  So here goes...

Furlough


I am finally free
sort of...
 on furlough
from this purgation
torment nation
just leaving the station
a sort of...
brief, brief reprieve

So I am free
at last?
For today and from my past?
Who knows how?
Who knows when?
Will I exit stage right
Take an exodus-like flight
into the unknown

Reprieve?
'til the doubt
settles in
voices chime and chime and chime
melodies?
Sometimes a clamouring clanging symbol
deafens, darkens
 my soul

Today
I am on furlough
waiting to be
released from this cruel confinement
out in perpetuity
maybe for eternity?
I don't know

Furlough
for some time
drink it all in
time to unwind
let the shackles fall
get into the zone
let it all flow
into something
new
out of this blasted box
into the surreal...

Walking away
out of this
prison cell
from the yard
throwing away the chains
scrubbing the charred remains
from my skin
my mind
my heart
walking through
the gate
seems a bit
frightening
even so
I am free
for now
ON FURLOUGH!

Wednesday, April 9, 2014

A Poem A Day...

A Poem A Day

It's that time again
Poem a day
Until I am old and gray
Spring time finally
has sprung
out of 
March's snare
Branches bowing
to the ice
in the street
wasn't quite
so so
nice
to say
the least

Poem a day
when I don't know what to say
Do I hafta rhyme?
Is it about that time?
Could I be sublime?
In my poem
Poem of the day

Poem of the day
Can be
what I want
from a log cabin
to Aunt Jamima
so sweet
pancakes with butter
drenched in syrup
of the maple kind
or honey?
I am so hungry

Poem of the day
don't have much to say
'cause it is late
watching the tube
Heat vs Memphis
wish Mark Gasol
would ignite
a fire
under Z-bow
just so
Miami
 falt-ers
once more
GO SPURS!

Poem of the day
Not going to rhyme
No
Not at all
Breakin' the rules
Shhh! 
Don't tell any of those
prudes who
criticize and woo
the unsuspecting people 
who are listening 
to whom?
Not me
That's for sure
Nah!
I just jest
or do I play?
Can't really say
I'm in the zone
ballin' out
in my poem,
poem
of the 
day!

Hey!

Tuesday, April 8, 2014

Poesia donde quiera

A friend of mine sent me this poem via email today.  She was inspired by the Marias poem of yesterday.  She wrote this poem in her classroom.  I will post the final version soon, but this is what she had produced with her class!

Enjoy!  More poetry in the wild!

Monday, April 7, 2014

Too Many Marias

I have been working with several wonderful people named Maria.  That is a blessing and a curse.  I love working with such energetic, creative and dynamic people but I get their last names confused.  So a song has been pounding in my head today-Maria, Maria...something about Westside Story...Spanish Harlem...


Here is a half baked poem...draft of course


Marias


Maria, Maria, Maria
Too many Marias 'round here
Maria Tovar...
Maria Calero...
Maria Solorzano...
I don't know
what to do
or say...
anymore...

Maria, Maria, Maria
How do you solve them?
Add, subtract, multiply or divide
Try this, that and the other--
One thousand times
and maybe five to the tenth power?
That may take me about--
an hour...
tal vez two!

Maria! Maria! Maria!
Which one?
Me dice-
Maria Calero?
Tovar?
Solorzano
Quien sabe?
Who really knows?
I say
in a deep fog
Sounding somewhat confused
like my
mother
with 6 kids
and 2 dogs!

Maria, Maria, Maria
from Westside Story
Sound of Music
From Managua too?
My sister-in-law
llena de Alegria?
Another Maria!
Ay no!

Oh no!
Otra vez!
Not again!
Que hago?
Maria? Maria?  Maria?
Un, dos, tres
Un pasito pa' delante Maria
Un pasito pa' 'tras
Ricky Martin?
Yes!
I think he
kinda knew!

So...
How do you solve the problem?
Do the hills come alive?
or make you jive?
Can't say really
Just know
There are--
Too, too, too
Many Marias!
SMH!