Poetry Of Politics

                    "Poetry Of Politics"




Is a poem's politics always the same.

Yes and no.

I really don't know.

Does it show in rhyme time?

Or in the theater of the mime?

Loving and leaving all for two nickels or a dime.

It ain't worth the plugged dollar's holler.

Like the earth, it makes pretty good fodder.

To feed the birds and the bees.

Wine's nectar sap from the trees.

Mental hospitals for consistency of caffeine's coffees.

Steering boats of a spectrum of colors in organic teas.

Multi-flavored toothpaste for sail.

All at the dentist's office under elephant tranquilizers.

I dreamed up one day.

Once upon a design.

Along the River Rhine.

Nine and nine is ninety nine.

Ask any highway sign.

In German Kilometers.

Not Chinese thermometers.

What's the temperature like outside my room?

In a candlelit tomb-

on the moon?

Planets in our solar system?

On the sun?

Or above the stars below.



Jon Billet To My Light Night - Andy
-12.08.15.