Tits Up

So they tell us

Solar fares are on

The move,

The sun’s

About to shift

Its poles

And the earth

Is getting restless,

I don’t know

Where this

 Finds you,

But my phone

Went garbly

Twice today,

My computer sits

On the death

Of blue,

If it all

Goes tits up

Overnight,

I’ll never see

You naked.

Stephen Nesbitt ©

From “Another Revolution” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com

1:04 PM April 22, 2012

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In The Surreal World

In the surreal world of

How far have we come

I ran into a virgin writing

A self help how to book

On the intricacies of love,

Sex and intimate relationships,

It brought to mind a picture of

A politician reading a speech

About open and transparent

Government, honesty and integrity,

 The politicians are beyond hope or help

But there’s always the possibility that the

Virgin will get screwed and write a sequel.

Stephen Nesbitt ©

From “Another Revolution” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com

4:56 PM April 21, 2012

Off The Rails

A new moon past

Midnight

Thoughts off of

The rails,

A red head sweet

Smiling

Aloft in the

Sails,

A drunk with

A chai tea

A man with

A horn,

A group of
Street people

Tattered and torn,

It’s spring

On The Island

The sun’s

Peeping through,

Thoughts about

Meeleirrek

Dance out

Of the blue.

Stephen Nesbitt ©

From “Another Revolution” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com/OffTheRails.html

3:13 PM April 20, 2012

 

The Art Of Cozy

The Art Of Cozy

 I remember hearing about

Prince Charles’ leaked

Cell phone conversations,

Though some of the
World went crazy

In its lazy sort of way

Poets and lovers

Knew what he meant,

You know the kind

Of cozy conversations

Where you speak about

Everything although

Little is said,

The type of talk

Eavesdroppers would

Never understand.

Stephen Nesbitt ©

From “Another Revolution” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com

3:07 PM April 19, 2012

 

The Psychopathic Mind

It was one of those days

In between moons

And everything crazy,

Unless you have ever

Been caught in a mess

With a psychopathic mind,

One with a gun collection,

You have no idea,

Call it karma or chance

Or whatever you will,

It doesn’t take long

To get your fill

Of one of these

Three to five percent

Of the population,

A wild thought keeps

Running through my head,

Many of the experts

You might turn to for help

Don’t really understand

The psychopathic mind,

Or

Are themselves wired

With a psychopathic mind.

Stephen Nesbitt©

From “Another Revolution” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com/ThePsychopathicMind.html

6:28 PM April 16, 2012