October #15

overwhelming -
but what would i do
if i wasn't?
i could minimize,
cut back,
but the idea makes
me pull away. What would I do?
With all that blank, frightening time.
How could I fill me up, ensure that I wasn't wasting
a single precious minute if I didn't have something
to fill that darling minute with? I could waste time
on sleep and exercise and meaningless things.
But I don't want those.
I want brilliance.
I long for stardom,
for supernova,
for permanent memory in the minds of men.
I yearn for meaning,
not peace.
I will be blown by mad winds, slogged through slag heaps,
tear myself up and down, burn out in a quick hot flame,
but I will not waste
the ruby emerald diamond seconds,
each too small and short,
that I have got.

October #12

falling behind

what can you do
when you stumble off the rolling train?
it's gone before you know it,
and no silver can run like the wind,
to catch you up.
from that moment on
it's the mad dash,
the full out race,
falling faster and faster behind.
a mountain piles up,
days fly by,
and all of a sudden where has the time gone?
halfway through the semester,
ten days til hallow's eve,
six days til your party,
two days and homework's due,
tests to take,
friends to keep small contact with
before they, too, drift away.
oh life's a madcap race,
and there will never be enough hours in the day.

October #3

Give me autumn,
she cried,
give me autumn or I will die.

Who did she think she was,
anyway, Patrick Henry?

It's true the fall casts a special air,
makes sunsets more poignant,
underlines our mortality,
livens up our life
as the cycle of celebrations begin.
In February we will fall again,
laughing,
tumbling to our seats trying to catch our breath,
as the swirl of holidays finally passes us by.

What good times! we will exclaim.
Never will we have known
company friendlier,
champagne better,
memories sweeter,
mistletoe and egg nog more intoxicating.
Then we wil sigh and pluck our clothes
and ponder how long
til next fall.

September #27

I was going to write about
how I can't believe what day it is
when I realized
it was already a day later.