Monthly Archives: March 2017

The Salesman

THE SALESMAN

Subterfuge –
smooth talking guy
Gets under your skin
Doesn’t look you in the eye

Hand on your shoulder
sends a shiver down
Smell the undercover malice
See the off-camera frown

On into his stride spoiling you
with great swelling words
That don’t ring true

On and on he goes
Concluding for you

He asserts:
“sign the dotted line
for what you chose”

“Chose? Chose?
I didn’t choose a thing!”
“Oh but you’d sign all right
if it was free!’’ is his retort

Now the real person is manifest
His countenance has well and truly fallen

You say: ‘out the door please,
thanks for callin…’

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Misunderstood?

MISUNDERSTOOD?

Communication all amok
Regardless of the time on the clock
Happens any time of the week
Through any means by which we speak
Social media as it’s known today
Many ways to have your say

But will you have a clue about my words?
If you don’t get it – just listen to the birds
Might as well, when all’s said and done
‘Cause not understanding isn’t much fun
You think I mean a certain thing
But it’s different hymn sheets from which we sing

I make my sentences plain
But you ask me to ‘come again?’
Misunderstanding at an epidemic high
“What antidote is to be found” we sigh
You hear it – as you want it to fit
You reshape my meaning ’til it’s counterfeit

With the eclectic mix of:
‘your guess as good as mine’
Many seek – but never find
Everything’s relative – and nothing’s concrete
Regardless of what is said –
or how much I repeat

The Like button is hit – but I must admit
I still don’t think you’re getting it
Then again how am I to know?
Because your visit is touch and go
A little disconcerting – when
you interpret it
to mean
something I don’t get

“How can they get that-out-of-that?”
They have made it – what it is not
Broadly known as New Age
Pan-everything-ism – out of it’s cage
It makes meaning – mean what it wants
‘I will arrest your words’ it taunts

At the end of the day there is no success
Found in many ‘likes’ – if it doesn’t
Process – information correctly as it should be
You pat me on the back but we don’t agree
I said ‘this’ – you thought ‘that’
Still – no point in entering into combat

I will still be your friend though we disagree
When you don’t see eye to eye with me
Word dilemmas – communication breakdown
You think to ‘credit – where credit’s due’
But It’s misplaced
because it’s not what I meant

I’m thinking –
we all need to repent.

Write to Draw

WRITE to DRAW

He thought he would write a poem
With feathered quill
his pleasure
was enhanced

Feeling so grand –
but with no white frilly cuffs
Still – in his mind
he played the part of
the Lord of the Manor

Scratch, scratch, upon the paper –
the noise sounded authentic
He began to get used to ink –
and slowly it began to flow

It was easier now on
the third lap of scroll
Conjoined writing
becoming uniform
and beautiful

He wrote and wrote –

What he wrote was secondary
to writing
as write became draw
In such a fashion as to
thrill his own self

And in the end it became art only
Not for reading but for seeing –
seeing an art-work worth having.

Worth –
framing these words
of inferior content
But superior in every other way.

The words were transformed
into a visuality of life –
persons and places appeared –
a narrative unfolded in
transformed ligatures and loops –
ink stained forms –
e-i-o-u’s into views…