MERCIFULLY
I woke this morning from a dream about a long ago girlfriend.
I was visiting her and
Her father in a house they shared.
I hadn’t seen either of them
Since high school. He
Was smiling constantly as we spoke. Not
Reminiscing. Not aloud, anyway.
He just kept trying to show me these
Little magic tricks
With his hands. All
His fingertips
Sparred with one another
Perpetually.
But he
Kept dozing off, and finally,
Fell asleep. I
Turned my attention to
Her, but
She was so
Busy with household chores.
I knew I should probably
Go, but I kept putting it off.
I kept putting it off until…
I awoke.
And
The decision was made for me.
Is there a word?
A word for this feeling?
Melancholy?
Is it Melancholy, where the muddy sadness flows into the clear sweetness
Like this?
You know, the way the undertaker had so slightly turned up the corners of
Daddy’s mouth.
DJ Potter
Sept 10, 2012
I found where time flies,
To a big cloud in the sky.
I watched it disappear,
I didn’t shed a single tear.
You can’t lose what you can’t own,
You can’t find what you can’t keep.
The leaves rustling in the trees,
Make music on the breeze.
And I can see my shadow dance,
Can you see your shadow dance?
Dance!
A girl in a bright red dress,
She thinks that I’m the best.
Even though I’ll surely fail the test,
To understand that Infinite Jest.
Well I just might lavish you,
With a touch of garish blue.
Let’s move some molecules around,
We’ll move them with this sound.
And I can see my shadow dance,
Can you see your shadow dance?
Dance!
Don Feber
October 2011
On Halloween Night
On Halloween night
The moon was bright
So I walked to Uncle Harry's gravesite.
I knelt down to pray,
and to my dismay
was a slot that said pay
if you want to live through this day.
I walked from the grave
fell into a cave
I fell and I fell
and met Uncle Harry in Hell.
JoAnn Bertone & Roseann Geloso
October 31st, 1968
Quite a journey
Eh, sis?
Your pace quickens
You reach back your hand
For mine
Without turning.
A reverse nod,
You point with your chin.
Each hill is taller
And steeper
Than the last.
Mona Lisa,
Mona Lisa smile
Sends a familiar message.
Telepathically.
I smile.
I know.
Yes, yes.
Euphoria of the ascent
Is only surpassed by
The Flight
From the crest.
And through
The Wall.
You get it,
Don't you Sis?
If you didn't
I wouldn't be here.
We
Wouldn't be Here.
I will never foresake you,
My Sister.
And I will never foresake
Our Mother.
DJ Potter
May 19, 2010.
I believe that if Man
does indeed have a Soul,
it reveals itself to us as
...Music.
DJ Potter
August 16, 2010
The fracturing tempered glass which is the web that connects so many to so many: I'm so grateful for that line from my soul to yours.