My Day

My Day

Chopped wood
as a part
of cleaning the driveway
where the cars
once stood.

No class
this week,
spring breek;
not that I've ever
shown any
class
at all;
nor do I
wish to.
I think I will go
downtown tomorrow
anyway--
they won't be expecting
that.

Tomorrow
again;
spring weather,
lawn mowing,
hedge trimming,
lotus eating?
That sweet place
between sleep
and wake
where one's internal truths
prevail.

Ho-hum,
how shall I carpe
this diem?
Or should I
just let it run
unsupervised?
Am I
my Diem's keeper?
It's been around
more than half
its life,so
maybe it is time
for it to go out
on its own.

Inspiration running low -
I think it's time for me to go -
Cant think of any more to say -
I think I'll just be on my way -
No more of this boring stuff -
I think you folks have had enough -
Mine is not to reason why -
It's time for me to say goodbye -

JuneMoonSpoonCroon
HiHowAreYouHowYouDoon?
ItsNowAnHourAfterNoon
YallComeBackNowVerySoon

ShaveAndAHairCutThirtyBucks?

Doug Palmer