Bantam

Bantam

One would assume you named yourself-
you are the Best, after all.

And it’s not the weight of your words
so much as the sheer volume of them;

page after page of scrawl,
angst and arrogance.

I have learned a lot from you,
of my own weakness

more than your greatness,
but we take the lessons where we can.

Swaggering, saggy pants, spiky hair;
you are the bantam

Alike in shape and form,
but you’ll never be the rooster.


Authors note: Nothing like a little friendly poetic rivalry. I used to day dream that we'd be side by side in future text books- This guy was such a SUPER talented poet and most of the rivalry was completely one sided (on my part) but I hated how COCKY he was... so this was a play on that.)

Comments/ Critique welcomed!

:(

The world is really going to hell in a handbasket...
wheee!

Honestly, I fear for the future. I watched 3days in September, (part of it) and bawled for hours. At what point does one lose that little thing inside called "Human decentcy"? WHO COULD EVER HURT A CHILD? What kind of monsters can we as humans become? It makes me sick, and scared.

The other night at Applebee's I imagined a terrorist taking the restruant hostage. Would they let us go because we have a baby? Would I have to leave my husband behind? Or would we be trapped together? I found myself looking for escape routes...could the table stop a bullet?

To think, a few years ago my only concern was celebrity gossip... sickening.

Ode to An agnostic that I Was Once Related To

For one who claims to be so FREE of religion
you are more OBSESSED about it
than those who you scorn for their belief.

Those of us, who remain for our own reasons
don't even talk about it as much as you do

It seems as though you're more involved NOW
than you ever were before.

Now, that's IRONIC.... since we're on the subject.