Wednesday, April 27, 2016

Blind Spot (#27)

I always learned
I always knew
That when I was driving
To check my blind spot
But I know now
That it is futile
Because
I can still be blindsided anyway.

Heaviness (#26)

Heaviness
Is physical
Mental and
Spiritual
I can remember
Points in my life
At one time or another
Feeling them
Sometimes out of reluctance
Of pain
A soul of lead
Maybe from gunshots
Heard from a song on the radio
Or bad news
Maybe my body is an anchor
Stiff from a hard day's work
Or maybe
My mind anticipates a hard day's work

Ecology of Tenacity (#25)

I knew that this wasn't asking
What tenacity is made up of
Or what my tenacity is made up of
Since then it would be
Physiology of Tenacity
But my tenacity reacts
Like Yogi
Stronger than your average bear
I overwhelm and sometimes amaze others
And other times leave them aghast and angry
But it is me
And I won't and don't apologize

One Way (#24)

There's only one way
To finish what I've started
With despair and brokenhearted
I know the finish line is there
But for now I can't see it

Uptown Bliss (#23)

I must admit
Right about now I really hate
The creators of this challenge
Showing the bones, I know
But there's no other place to go
But reality
And the reality is this
Politics is a part of life
Laws and the people who make
Affect everyday decisions
And in some ways, decide the haves and have nots
By what is bought and where it can be bought
By zoning, both residential and commercial
So when I look at a prompt like "Uptown Bliss"
How can I be apolitical about it?
To me it reeks of politics
Both generally and specifically
Generally, people in Uptown are blissful
They have the money
Their kids go to good schools that are better funded
They have grocery stores nearby that are full of healthy food options
They have municipal services that come sooner or on time
But specifically I think of the neighborhood of Uptown, in my city
That has a lot of immigrants and poor and lower middle class people
That has a bad reputation on the North Side of Chicago
So excuse my politics
Maybe it's because I missed the bliss of living in Uptown
Le shrug.

Nemesis (#22)

As the bees
Buzz to and fro
And descend
Upon the floral colony
To pollinate the buds
In the hope that they will bloom
Spring forth
To bring seasonal adoration
In the hearts and souls of many
For some
This floral colony
Brings tears and shortness of breath
In the eyes and lungs of many
Sneezing, wheezing and runny noses
Congestion
So I must mention
That this colony
This season has become my nemesis
The only thing I like about spring is the fashion

Mine (#21)

Pundits and doctors
want to own
my body,
but it
belongs
to me.