Five Poems: The Golden Rule; The Glass Is Not Half-Full; It's Getting Crowded; Limits; Surviving

By Jack Brummet 

The Golden Rule

Listen to the songbirds
Trill
But keep an eye
On the buzzard section.
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The glass is not half-full

I saw our dreams
Disappear
Like a white pony
Over
A low grassy hill. ---o0o---

It's Getting Crowded

We cover the earth
With Venn Diagrams

As our steps
Bisect old steps.
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 Limits

We like to believe
We could endure anything for five minutes

But that theory, cooked up
In your hermetic study or bedroom,

Comes apart at the seams
When you imagine being on fire

Or having crows feast
Upon your eyes.
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Surviving

Salvation lies
In remaining unblinded

To the treachery

Massing around you:

The enemy without,

Calculating your fall

And the traitor within,
Beating in your chest.

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