I AM!

Poems by

Klaus J. Gerken

(2015)


i am

i am 
therefore I think
i am

kjg 1120 jul 2015

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Master says: Stand still.
Pupil stands still.
Master leaves room.
Master returns next day.
Pupil is still sanding still.
Master says: Fool!

kjg 413am 5 jul 2015

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The only problem with democracy is, 
that "We The People" have to elect a leader.


kjg 448am 5 jul 2015

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To
All 
My 
USA 
Friends

I 
hope 
everyone 
had 
a
glorious
Indian 
Depenence 
Day!

kjg 4 jul 2015

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politicians

they're 
all 
hunky-dory-slap-your-back-buddy 
until 
we 
vote 
them 
in 

then 
they
expect 
us 
to
bow

kjg 3pm 5 jul 2015

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Visitor

I 
come 
from 
another 
planet. 

I 
want 
to 
go 
home. 

This 
one 
is 
insane.

kjg 843am 5 jun 2015

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dirt to the wind

the levee is broken
the water got in 
our love was forsaken
and we grew too thin
the bridge was too fragile
it trembled with fear
no lovers upon it
could shed a dry tear
in the desert of darkness
where the serpent has sinned
like a dirt bike surrenders
the dirt to the wind

history tells us
we don't know a thing
we relegate knowledge
to the money it brings
the institution is shallow
it wiretaps minds
and drains all their senses
and strikes them all blind
to further commitment
to the songs they rescind
like a dirt bike surrenders
the dirt to the wind

it's nothing if something
or something that's not
as dark clouds will gather
on a horizon of rot
we have to do something
they scream with a wink
a committee of saviours
can't fix a broke sink
so we scramble like monkeys
into a meadow of spring
like a dirt bike surrenders
the dirt to the wind

and you said it
and said it quit well
promises and duty
are mixed up in hell
no one remembers
and no one will care
when you get too old
and can't climb the stairs

the levee is broken
the water got in 
our love was forsaken
and we grew too thin
the bridge was too fragile
it trembled with fear
no lovers upon it
could shed a dry tear
in the desert of darkness
where the serpent has sinned
like a dirt bike surrenders
the dirt to the wind

kjg 716pm 6 jul 2015


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Master pushes rock half way up the hill and lets it roll down.
Pupil pushes rock half way up the hill and lets it roll down.
Master says: I am old, and do not have the strength to do what you just did!

kjg 209am 7 jul 2015

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Copyright 2015 by Klaus J. Gerken
Published by Ygdrasil Press