sweeping silicon sagebrush miles
with T.V. lights in the tall cactii,
radio songs in the dry blue sky
where someday will soar
still steel titans
of another L.A.,
workers like thinking ants
punching the clock
for another day...
in some distant day
for now it's just rabbits,
crows, snakes,
and the occasional coyote
the new king of animallia
in the long age of the human juggernaut...
similar to the prosperous trash foxes
of dapper London
Littered by the side
of the lonely highway
are beer cans, soda bottles,
copies of The New Yorker,
The Rolling Stone,
dead presidents,
cigarette cartons
and porn magazines
of evil complexion,
also slightly yellowed newspapers
which are good to burn
in my poets' hut
when nights get cold,
and silicon nights get very cold
spirit and joints aching
though I'm not yet old
Comments
seekerofwords | May 22, 2011 - 03:33
excellent poem! Love that opening line, "sweeping silicon sagebrush miles with T.V. lights in the tall cactii". More memorable lines followed! Yes! This is my kind of poetry!
Namaste,
Lenny
seannelson | May 22, 2011 - 05:48
Thanks Lenny, so great to get your response to this piece of hard work right now: key moment in my mood cycle. <]:- )
insertponceyfre... | May 22, 2011 - 06:00
I really like this one Sean, especially the final stanza. You need to delete the extra "s" in the fourth line from the bottom "when nights gets cold"
seannelson | May 22, 2011 - 07:05
Thanks, Poncey. I put so much work in; I'd hate to have a blatant error like that.
Highhat | May 22, 2011 - 07:38
I really enjoyed this one. So many good lines and wonderful images.
;)Pia
sonora | May 22, 2011 - 11:27
Excellent. I love the idea of burning stuff in 'my poets' hut'. But is that what you mean? Or should it be 'my poet's hut'? Just wondering :o>
seannelson | May 23, 2011 - 03:43
Thanks Pia. And Sonora, I gave due consideration to the punctuation there: the poets' hut is a famous concept in Chinese culture, adopted by most famously the American beat poets. As such, it's a type of hut, which actually in my case is a modest downtown apartment in which I don't burn anything.
friendliest regards,
Sean
Dynamaso | May 23, 2011 - 07:24
There is much to admire about this - I don't quite know where to start so I'll just say excellent piece, overall.