Wednesday Witty-schism — Inside/Outside

(my mind's continuing verbal wars with itself.)





"Outside of the self, there is no happiness to be found.

Inside of the self, it’s too dark to find anything."

Wednesday Witty-schism — Reading poems at stoplights

(my mind's continuing verbal wars with itself.)

“I’m sure it’s the wrong way to do it

but right now

it’s that or nothing and

I’m a that or nothing kind of guy.”

Wednesday Witty-schism — differences

(my mind's continuing verbal wars with itself.)



"You know the difference between a chef and a poet? 


A chef doesn't always have a knife in his hand."

Wednesday Witty-schism — good poems

(my mind's continuing verbal wars with itself)

I feel, it seems, that i am always on the cusp of writing a truly great poem



                                               but never do.

Wednesday Witty-schism, 1/14/15 — Lost Leaders

(my mind's continuing verbal wars with itself)

"If one cannot lead by example
then one cannot lead."

Against the Moon as Such, a haiku sonnet

The moon is not full 
of dreamy light.  The moon is 
full of….well,…the moon.

One could say the moon 
is full of rock, I guess.  Yes, 
lots and lots of rock.

And the moon is not 
a hole punched in anything,
either.  It shines like

….well, it shines like the 
moon, I guess.  It shines like a 
ball of rock.  Up there.

In the sky. Where it winks its
cold eyes at the sun.