Jousting with the Gallows by Klaus J. Gerken 2013 Jousting With The Gallows The humour's in and the humour's out There's a turn-around in the joust-about Just about everything is deemed OK When the bragging stops they go away. kjg 1/2 may 2013 * Falling asleep poem Master says: Don't think twice. Pupil answers: There's a dime for every shadow. Master nods. kjg 1120pm 2 may 2013 * Clever Oh bother not Clever For Clever has sunk To the lowest demeanor Of a sweet smelling skunk. kjg 1144pm 2 may 2013 * Be Prepared At the top of the ladder One can only see if one is not afraid to fall. kjg 1216am 3 may 2013 * Legacy The clear spring breeze is thick with dust The clouds are a shadow on the earth The charred ground has no Phoenix To rise from the ashes of ignorance The past has become the future And the future cannot shed the past Both walk hand in hand In the quest for what could have been And there will be no future archeologists To admire magnificent ruins decipher Daily lives and ancient works of art...they have All been lost in the lies and hatred...nothing will Survive...nothing remembered...no one Crying in the wilderness...no one there to hear. kjg 5:51am 3 May 2013 * Intention I say what I mean And I mean what I say; If you don't like it, Please go away. kjg 734am 3 may 2013 * like it is sometimes in the morning after a big drunk i wake up and wipe the shit off my shoes and walk barefoot through the mud of responsibility. kjg 124am 4 may 2013 * Reality I didn't think it was so easy to start drinking again until tomorrow hit me. kjg 2am 4 may 2013 * Night The aura of a distant sun surrounds me like an orange peel waiting for the morning. kjg 229am 4 may 2013 * Addict's Creed Love this feeling so much I'm prepared to die for it! Makes you wonder how many Others feel that way? kjg 3am 4 may 2013 * Direction Waves do not lie, nor does the horizon; The glow of the dusk and the shine of the morning; A sailor will always smell what the weather Will do in the future - no perfect solution But experience clear - the albatross's shadow Hovers like Icarus when the sun gets too near. Slowly we sail on; the skipper keeps two logs: One for direction, one for the men. Crews Will not follow where the distance is shallow. Whatever incentive was lied at the start, The captain retains an admirals heart. kjg 651pm 4 march 2013 * Warning Sometimes it's better to go with the flow, Before you rev up the pumps and see the ship blow! kjg 721pm 4 may 2013 * Space/Time If one doesn't like the galaxy one's in, I say screw it! What we see out there probably no longer exists anyway. kjg 726pm 4 may 2013 * Planting Seeds yesterday i mowed the lawn today i plant the weeds i never really could understand what constitutes good deeds i'm primal in my instinct i'm set to take control just put a tie around my neck i'll be your perfect tool there's a hunchback in the alley feeding feral cats people used to laugh at her with what they always lacked i will not place a judgement on a gaming table but sometimes one just has to let others drown in mud so where is what you conquer is it in the cold wet ash or is it in the promise of a perfect bridal sache earth may not be heaven and heaven is not earth but are you really all that sure that death is a rebirth kjg 757pm 4 may 2013 * watchtower blues i'm sitting on a perfect fence concrete for a mile the sun beats down upon my head and gophers even smile the cows are flying overhead bloated like a hog i wave but someone shouts at me the sky is clear as fog the steamboat captains answers on a short wave radio he says i cannot hear you but sends an after-glow the sky becomes a painting critics came and went no one thought to straighten what they could not bend the telephone goes crazy it is a time machine one conversation garbled another so pristine i cannot comprehend it a cow floats past my eye i'd like to say it's solid but that would be a lie there's a dime for every show i heard it from the boss who drinks his win demurely and gargles dental floss and sometimes there's a keyhole in the sky to make amends god in his bronze bathtub and his mother has the bends that's from coming up too fast he slides below the foam his cherubs jump right after him tiberius just groans but getting back to normal things the revolution hot peace will only come they shout with the king's head in the pot and we all know what that means judas was a cad he should have left it all alone now see what crap we have crawling through the bushes i look for unknown tracks did you see a rabbit no but santa's back i wander down an alley follow broken railroad tracks when an owl commits a heracy upon the bosses hat i pretend the walls will crumble i pretend the sky is blue something tells me everything will lead you to the screw oh tell me pretty baby where's the nearest door i'm feeling kind of heavy and my knees can't take no more i see so many meanings upon the wall of truth i wonder if they ever thought to install a phone booth now if they made me talk to god i'd have nothing much to say why do you keep teasing us i mean what's in the way purple cows and pink flamingos might be in your church but wouldn't it be better to have fertilizer on the earth but no i better get to work i've nothing much to do i tried to do what i was told and look too much a fool so give me plenty pasture i like to roam the field after all the sky is full of a perfect cowslip yield if there's a moral to this story i don't know what it is the crap shoot's on the table and below there's only bliss so i'll leave you with a saying imparted when i showered don't slip on the fallen soap at midnight in your tower. kjg 906pm 4 may 2013 * Enlightenment After 50 years of meditation, The master has at last come to a conclusion: Become the pupil. kjg 437am 5 may 2015 * Beyond the calories What is sacred is the cow, and not the meat; When you step into the great abyss you won't have to eat. kjg 404am 7 may 2013 * Master says: Bring me a flashlight. Pupil brings him one. Pupil asks: What are you looking for? Master says: You! kjg 408am 7 may 2013 * Still Li Po, drunk, drowned reaching for the moon's reflection in the lake. The night owl hoots. kjg 414am 7 may 2013 * Morning The lights of the city cast no shadow on the dawn. kjg 417am 7 may 2013 * Master says: Bring me bread! Pupil brings bread. Master says: Bring me butter! Pupil brings butter. Master says: Bring me meat! Pupil stutters: But...but...but...you're a veg...veg... vegetable! Master laughs: So you're awake after all! kjg 438am 7 may 2013 * Guidance After a lifetime of following instructions, the pupil managed to build a palace for his master but nothing for himself. kjg 446am 7 may 2013 * All poems copyright (c) 2013 Klaus J. Gerken Published by Ygdrasil Press 2013