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I meant to write something else I’ve been pondering on. Instead I looked out at my garden and this came out. Whoops.

wanderlove

i fall in love too easily
with the spring blossom on our apple tree
with the cacophony of bird calls on this overcast evening
with a rhubarb bush grown wild
a broken fence and upturned milk crates
i dart from one thing to another
the object of my affections everchanging
i am a fickle lover
indecisive even in this one garden

the world is too large for me, my loves
i can never see it all

abdul j.

From the 2010 album The Wild Hunt:

Camp Nano started yesterday, I’ve yet to begin on that. Also National Poetry Writing Month (Napowrimo?). I’m more hopeful about that one I guess. In American news, the Supreme Court just dropped the ball on another shitty decision. What I wrote about that is below. HIMYM also finished recently and I feel very mixed and disappointed about it all. Believe it or not I want to write something inspired by that too. And then of course my new Rumi selection came in the post and the first poem has already blown me away.

..Is The New Black

citizens may unite but baby, money talks
and freedom comes at a premium
sold to the highest bidder
gavel struck by the robbers’ court
I hope you got that extra
extra justice supreme

and if not, make do with your free lunches
full stomachs and empty souls
watch them as they handwave away the dinners
these are not the tax cuts you are looking for
Paul calls the kettle black
or should that be ‘inner city’?
they swear to Christ, we’re all of us still equal
separate yes, but equal
the greens segregated from blacks

Abdul J