Tuesday, June 19, 2007

Four Poems

Here are four poems I wrote, spur-of-the-moment, for my Creative Writing class under Don Pagusara.

Writer's Block
A pen immobile
  Its well, thought full, actually dry
You squeeze a stone
  Lo and behold -- Blood! as promised
You look, only to find
  It's from the gash on your hand.

In the Company of Strangers
You know them by their shoes:
  Puma, Adidas, Rockport, Havaianas
You know them by their pants:
  Levi's, Lee, Bunny, BNY
You know them by their shirts:
  Penshoppe, Polo, Lacoste, and Bench,
But you do not know them by their faces:
  Your eyes never rose that high.

Shock
Eeek!
  What is that rat
    Doing on my bed?


Market Day
On this pleasant Sunday morning
  the curse of Babel comes undone
We all speak the same language
  Shekels, pesos, dollars, and yen
Up the temple steps with our doves
  then follows the smelly oxen cart
Let's stack our coins into towers
  --higher! higher! higher!--
    to stab at our Lord's heart