Thursday, November 13, 2014

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. 



The glass is not half-full

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




It's Getting Crowded

We cover the earth
With Venn Diagrams
As our steps
Bisect old steps. 



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. 



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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