Tag: poems

Ouroboros

The world tries to hollow me out

I respect the world’s prerogative

Its capacity for the positive endless

Its pursuit of the negative flawless

It’s ceaseless attempts to consume

The I, the who, the whom

Tracking ruthlessly on my scent

Form of

Food, taxes, utility bills and rent

On the worst of days

I drift away

Most days I just sway

Starting to protest, to say . . .

but I know the snake knows anyway

The devouring serpent

Is aware of

It’s destiny

Soil

And oil

And meat

Becoming that

Treading

Beneath our feet

Today though

I am half swallowed

Head turned toward the sun

The snake and I as one

I do not face the snake

Making the bastard wait

Gene G. McLaughlin 2015

I Went Looking For My Form

I went looking for my form

My individual aspect

Didn’t find it on Facebook

Despite my best intentions

Wasn’t on Twitter

Checked my DM’s and mentions

Wasn’t in the digital ether

In the mist of one and two

Then I dug a little deeper

Almost all the way through

I found it dwindling and neglected

Dusty and asleep

To my overwhelming shock

It was made of meat

Sinew and bone

Blood making my heart beat

It was not of the virtual alone

The narrative had over taken me

The glowing luminous binary song

But the longing did awaken me

Seeking appeasement of the wrong

Shaking the dust from me

I did slowly arise

Taking an account of me

I slowly opened my eyes

Gene G. McLaughlin 2015

I Shall

I have few resources

Often only kindness

And the will to not be inured

To the sorrow of the mourners

And the cries of the injured

I shall not keep to silence

Nor allow bigotry to be ignored

I shall seek no answers in violence

In pursuit of grace much can be endured

I shall make a quiet strong alliance

Between peace and love letting both be heard

In a voice even, but full of defiance

Against wrong thought and action

Committed via both deed and word

Gene G. McLaughlin 2015

Note-

Something I wrote to remember both how sad and outraged I was last week in South Carolina, but also how inspired I was by the survivors families in Charleston and their capacity for grace and forgiveness.

You Might Find Yourself a Fraud

Perhaps you might feel yourself a fraud

On occasion this might be true

Know all human’s are flawed

That is not the sum of you

Gene G. McLaughlin 2015

Themes Repeated Are Not Depleted

Themes repeated

Are not depleted

Strands entwined

Are futures divined

Nothing lessens

With more mass

Stone is stiller

Than gas

Gene G. McLaughlin 2014

All Of It, All At Once

All of it

All at once

Again

Please

I’m greedy

Forgive me

My hunger

My lust

My thirst

But

All of it

Again

Please

Without

Delay

Gene G. McLaughlin 2014

Achievements Paths

Achievement through force of will
Cannot chase away
Restless ghosts
But
Achievement through curiosity
Can make peace with them
Gene G. McLaughlin 2014

June Summer Night Sounds

Singing birds &

A musical ice cream truck

Sound like they’re conversing

On a warm summer night

Discussing the events of the day

Gene G. McLaughlin 2014

State of the Internet 2014

Selfies flowing constantly

Into the internet stream

People reacting violently

To opinions they have seen

Upworthy nudging inspiringly

With carefully crafted memes

Cat pics generate spontaneously

That fill all the space in between

Set your phone down quietly

Before you want to scream

Gene G. McLaughlin 2014

Need Is The Driver

For the world to be off the rails

It would have to have had them

Need is the driver

There is no Lego playset

Just selection

Gene G. McLaughlin 2014