In the life
That was a dream
Was a dream
Within a dream
That seemed like life,
And who’s to say
Which was real
And which
Was just a dream.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
From “So Here We Are” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com
10:58 PM October 12, 2017
Between ferries
On a cloudy day,
Stuck on Quadra
An early autumn play,
No short skirts
No high heels
A couple of pigeons
Scrounging for meals.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
From “So Here We Are: www.StrangersAndPoetry.com
12:01 PM September 20, 2017
To the asshole
Who took the plant …
This one’s for you,
Realizing that you are probably
A disturbed lonely fool
This one’s for you,
You are not alone,
You are part oi
Assholes Anonymous,
Those who take
What doesn’t belong to them,
Those who get pleasure
From short changing children,
Those who let their dogs
Shit on the sidewalk
And chuckle from a distance
When a little old lady
With cataracts and a cane
Stumbles on through,
For all of you assholes
Out there,
This one’s for you.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
From “So Here We Are” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com
6:00 PM September 1, 2017
When he hit
The ground
He had a strange sense
Of birthday balloons
Being cut free,
Not knowing where
Going somewhere.
And a distant thought
That he was dying,
Not wanting to leave
So much to do
So much unsaid,
Then he heard
Voices.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
From “So Here We Are” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com
2:08 PM August 5, 2017
Where do you cry
When the fly
On the wall
Is your TV set,
With the net
Nearly complete
Under the illusion
That your gadgets
Make you cool
And connected,
One step away
From the chip
And total intrusion
Into the blip
That is life,
Controlled
By hideous beings.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
From “So Here We Are” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com
8:41 AM August 1, 2017
The stardust
That you’re made of
Does it shine
Or is it dim ,
When you hear
As within
So without,
Do you try
To understand
Or shake
A stupid grin.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
From “So Here We Are” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com
3:36 PM July 30, 2017
It was houses and boats
And the notes we wrote
To ourselves,
With plans and charts
Landscapes and voyages
That kept us moving on,
One foot after the other,
Some said dreamers,
Dreamers,
But we smiled to ourselves
And bought lottery tickets
And long shot investments
And wrote notes that read,
What is a life without dreams?
Stephen Nesbitt ©
From “So Here We Are” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com
1:11 PM July 3, 2017
