pop's poetry

Year: 2026

  • on the edge of mystery

    on the edge of mystery

    Standing on the edge of mystery
    I dive into the waves and find myself
    Bobbing, wandering in the shallows
    Until I am deposited on the shore
    Wet and covered with sand.
    The universe is deeper
    My imagination is in those shallows
    Churning with the tide as it crashes
    Neither up nor down
    Makes any sense
    Each wave is an echo
    Indifferent to the subtle differences
    Of the churn that makes this moment
    Unique, separate, dimensional
    Its own second among countless
    Whether the ocean or the universe
    The waves are indifferent
    To the consciousness that observes
    And is deposited in the void
    Wet and covered in stars

  • Tease

    Tease

    You waft in with little warning,
    invading my space with the expectations
    of something more than I can see.
    I find myself longing
    for your cool, soft touch on my skin
    and the relief that only you can give.
    And as you pass by,
    with disappointment hanging thick in the air,
    I have a singular thought in mind:
    What I would give for a little rain.

  • morning walk

    the view inside my thoughts is clear
    even in a cloudy world
    walking the true path calms me
    the sound of my steps
    through wind-swept leaves
    may I always be this present

  • chaos and order

    chaos and order

    order and chaos
    you may not see
    the pattern behind the chaos
    you may not know
    a reason behind the order

    there is a universe of order
    in the garden spider’s web
    the spiral of the stars
    the center of the galaxy
    a star warming the solar system

    there is a universe of chaos
    in the black widow’s web
    odd connections in the beauty
    the repetitions in the quantum
    the vibrations of string theory
    a black hole devouring space

    i am both of these
    order catching the strays
    chaos trapping disparate thoughts
    the wrapping of ideas within ideas
    the taste of clear and present moments
    a messy spiral of joy

  • A New Mantra

    They all lie
    Right
    Left
    They all lie
    Even when the truth sounds better
    Even when there’s no reason
    They all lie

    When I was a kid
    The one thing that started a fistfight
    Was calling someone a liar
    Now it’s hyperbole
    Now it’s normal
    Now it’s spin
    Even when the truth sounds better
    Our country is drowning in lies
    Flooding the world
    Watching how quickly
    Our democracy has degraded

    They all lie
    Them
    Us
    They all lie
    Even when the truth sounds better
    Even when no one is watching
    They all lie

    Now that I’m old
    The one thing I value most is truth
    Which is a rare commodity
    To be treasured
    To be protected
    To be loved
    Especially when the truth makes us better
    In a country full of despair
    Don’t listen to the lies
    Turn up, tune out, drop in
    On someone you love

    Be Present, Be Kind, Be Truth, Be Peace
    Be Present, Be Kind, Be Truth, Be Peace
    Be Present, Be Kind, Be Truth, Be Peace
    Say it with me