Not much explanation for these either. Just fitting them in as I wait for a student to arrive to their conference. I know I am behind, but have faith, I'll get a poem a day in by the end of the month. : )
8: No Time for Poetry
Who has time for poetry
when flowers are popping
up in their front yards
and big bees bumble outside
Who has time for meter or rhyme
when the sun settles
in their distance
and suddenly drips away
into the sea
Words only weigh down time
when a baby cries
a friend laughs
a lover whispers
9: Ants Love Kool-aid
Ants love Kool-aid
and donuts and
lone Spaghetti O's
They love sneaking in at night
or by cloak of day
when you think you're safe
Your counter is their picnic
no matter how many tragedies
downpours
floods
earthquakes
falling hands
they encounter
They must really love
that Kool-aid
10. More than a Tune
Music is a time machine
that comes unannounced
and shuttles you back
slings you around
and dowses you in memories
Notes are cupids
that shoot misguided arrows
making it unclear
who the real love is
the one you're with
the one you left
or simply the melody
Lyrics are psychics
who know how we feel
and where we've been
and where we're going
even though they shouldn't
A Song redefines a life
in a matter of beats
8: No Time for Poetry
Who has time for poetry
when flowers are popping
up in their front yards
and big bees bumble outside
Who has time for meter or rhyme
when the sun settles
in their distance
and suddenly drips away
into the sea
Words only weigh down time
when a baby cries
a friend laughs
a lover whispers
9: Ants Love Kool-aid
Ants love Kool-aid
and donuts and
lone Spaghetti O's
They love sneaking in at night
or by cloak of day
when you think you're safe
Your counter is their picnic
no matter how many tragedies
downpours
floods
earthquakes
falling hands
they encounter
They must really love
that Kool-aid
10. More than a Tune
Music is a time machine
that comes unannounced
and shuttles you back
slings you around
and dowses you in memories
Notes are cupids
that shoot misguided arrows
making it unclear
who the real love is
the one you're with
the one you left
or simply the melody
Lyrics are psychics
who know how we feel
and where we've been
and where we're going
even though they shouldn't
A Song redefines a life
in a matter of beats
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