The saxophone plays
I picture women, dancing
With suit clad men
Echoes from the Beats
And their Bebopping
Friends
Category: Free Verse
Most everything that isn’t a haiku or tanka falls into this category lately. Subject to change, of course.
Passion and Tranquility
Some draw
Strength from
Passion
Others from
Tranquility
Both are not
Only valid
But critical
The old ways
There’s something
To be said for technology
But there’s still beauty
In pen and paper
Depression’s Brutality
Feeling failure
As i lack
The adoration
Of millions
Since i don’t
Possess a legacy
Where the future
Will study my relics,
A sense of reverence
Seeking proximity
To my memory
A few years changed everything
In ’42
They were proud
Of their work
In ’45
Suddenly they became
The worst evil ever
Eyes finally opened
Stomachs churned
Too late for so many
At the beach
A girl at the beach
Carrying a water bucket
Flicking water from
Her fingers
A baptism
Struggles
sad how often
I struggle
seeking what’s
in my
heart
Parenting Frustrations
Clothes,
Simply…
Just clothes
Arguments burst forth
And I cant….
Children fighting
Like this thing
Defends innocent
Lives
No willingness to
Give, to attempt
Anything outside
The preconceived
“I won’t find
ANYTHING” in this
Place I’ve not yet
Seen.
Frustrated at my
Failure…
No understanding or
Trusting in my
Experience
All I’ve done
All I am;
Worthless
I am tired
Bicycles In The Rain
I spent many a day
Cycling in the rain
Seattle is my home,
After all
I must admit though
That the rain’s allure
Has waned
With these achy joints
Once I LISTENED to Music
No longer
Do I listen deeply
Pulling apart
Words, lyrics
Melody
Harmony
Trying so hard
To embrace
A song’s
Soul
Carl Setzer: Word Shaper 