Showing posts with label collage poet. Show all posts
Showing posts with label collage poet. Show all posts

Sunday, January 26, 2014

Life Doesn't Care


Sunday, March 4, 2012

Revivify Life

the text

the most challenging ambition
is to revivify past experience

Let's get to the heart of the matter:
We know the importance of loafing
lies in how we measure ourselves.

                      Life
              is either useful
              or destructive.

          Spot the difference.

    Feel peaceful in a heartbeat.

                 Each morning
the day lies like a fresh shirt on our bed.

                    Enjoy.

Sometimes

the text

Did
you
know  sometimes you need to
           deny that  human life can be lived like
           you can keep it going as you have?

You're telling yourself that maybe this time
it'll be different.  Don't you know that's
                                  dangerous?
                                                                                        "Wait-- what?"

Sometime the
  tell-tell brain asks:
"How do you deal with this open wound?
 These are perilous days
 and lonely runs both ways?"

G
U  Well, I guess I'd answer:
L               "To make life better
P                                     love your life,
                because life is precious.         You
have to rethink everything you thought you knew.

There's more benefits of life in the slow lane.

Friday, March 2, 2012

The Art Of Living


the text

The Art
          of Living
can be puzzling.

Let's shed some lifht on life.

Control is an illusion.

Beware:  you can't
                take charge of your
extraordinary out of
                 control life.

You have had to del with heartache.

We shoud have
been more skeptical
                                      What're you
                                       gonna do?

            It has
become increasingly
clear that imperfeftion is what makes us human/

Let's get practical:  We live with what
        happens to us

We jump
       between the dim &
        the dark.

                 We live with open
        wounds.


Live Big

the text

It's morning
       Daylight
              again.  I'm wide awake.
I was ready for anything but
      what I found

      Life's good
and  the good is in the details.
Yep, it's a sweet surprise.

      I never thought
      it could happen
             to me.

Live
Big       ---this is in-
                 credible---

             It takes time
                 to be a
                phoenix.

Sunday, February 12, 2012

THE GOOD LIFE


THE TEXT

THE GOOD
LIFE

Between my life as I conceive it and
the life I have
well, I have
                      serious problems
Bullshit events in my life happen,
but I am never going
back to my past.

Official male attitudes aside,
the world of complaints can carry on without my help.

My
                       Life is the good life.

How does
         yours compare?



Saturday, February 11, 2012

Does pain toughen you up?

The text

I hear trauma is supposed to be
good for you.
                                     It isn't

It is amazing what
chronic
pain, stiffness, and being tired will
do to the way we
experience life.

When you get to the
brink...keep going
because it's been well
documented:
that the possibilities
are ...endless.    There's plenty
of upside, but none of the down.

Be Superficial

The text

You are too
hard on yourself.
                                         You've got an advanced
              case of
the worries.

Be superficial.

It feels naughty,
but it's not.

Friday, February 3, 2012

The Shit List

The text of the poem

I happen to be absolutely certain
the shit list
can't possibly be true.
Life is an open
door to all
that is possible.
I often student the joys and regrets of the ancient people,
the bazaar
twisted journey
the great ideas of earthbound miscreants,
the turmoil and instability
that's going on.
This is scary stuff, but
there's nothing going on here
that anyone should die for.
I don't know why,
but I have a feeling
that suddenly all is
right with the world.