Void De Void

Got to cry alone
Tears that say - you are there
Alarm goes off - unanswered
Time and again, rewound sound.

Got to lie prone
Years add, to say you were born
Seconds tick tock, too beat answers
Sunrise that comes, becomes sunset.

Got to dye phone
Rears up ugly, To Be daily charged
Hours drag on to days of silence
Stillness that wait awaits --- waiting.

Got to die gloom
Lights turned off room, sighs horizontal
Only arises - to tap dance skeleton keys
RIP the TAPS that taps echo - hallow hollow.

Got to dew morrow
Lester the Jester joker grasps
Choke holds holding on to clasp
Fingers preyed tight - amid prayers.

God To Be bard
Troubadour amidst rhyme wet dreams
Draft tear flows, did serve time overseas
Paper parchment pieced in torn napkin words.

God Too Bee verse
Feel that holiday Grinch - wrench Scrooge
“Thank You For Your Service”
DYED American Vietnam War Veteran terse.

God Too Bee hope less
Rake thy nails pounding fresh flesh
Reap dye pains reign, rein forth furrows fain
Burrow asunder woe seeded - groan needing grain.

God Too Bee Christ Mass
Terminated for American Poetry holiday greeting
Dyed Liberal stain be, Democratic Democracy fault
Working Middle Class side of America’s Tiny Time
Be naught Progressive/Republican Crass millionaire grime.

God Too Bee Bah Humbug
Lime sorrows retreat into hell-shell hyper-nation
Silent Night’s mail, email, cell phone BEE Wake
Amazing Grace be thy Guardian Shepherd
New Year sooth foretells of an HeArtMosphere Poet.

God Too Bee Blessed American
Brothers, Sisters, Mothers, Fathers upon “United States” of America
We The People of a Divine Nation, BEE diverse Family holding hands
Patriot atmosphere, amidst Free Speech Press cognitive ARTmosphere
Yet - WE ARE, so much more, aloft race, religion, creeds - amid diversity
WE Are PROUD - Star Spangle Banners of Red, White, ‘n Blue HeArtMosphere.

God - Got Too Bee Blessed As An American HeArtMosphere Poet