This poem and the 6 that follow are dedicated to my poetry mentor Judih Weinstein Haggai. She taught me through example (action poetry) how to communicate words well in my own special way.
the moon has been
up in the sky
every night
since whenever
the sun rises
bright and early
no matter what ~
the day
counts on it
summer comes and goes
year after year
like the tide
along the rocky shore
the leaves of the tree
fall in Fall
the cold wind
blows in Winter
such patterns of change
give the cognizant kind
the notion of predictability
and the comfort
felt from
the recurrent
assurance
of stability in reality
especially
the announcement
Daylight Saving Time
the dawn of Spring
and yet
the reoccurrence
of some things
behavioral patterns
bathed in
the stagnate waters
of
bias and inhibition
are hard as a diamond
to change
unless altered by
a kind of laser
an art form of words
creatively written
as the late David Bohm
on page 63 of his book
Wholeness
and the Implicate Order
gave as an example
~ poetry having
a primary function
“……to give rise
to a new perception,
and to action
that is implicit
in this perception,
rather than to communicate
reflective knowledge
of ‘how everything is’…….”
indeed ~
the artful expression ~
an opinion ~
an idea or concept
that creatively paints
the way to the eureka moment
the intelligent perception
like the art of Leonardo
di ser Piero da Vinci
that eventually fosters
human growth
and change
a fresh perspective
similar to
the symbolism of Spring
peace out
6 action poems with verse inspired by JWH
1.
peace out
out of stimulants
freak out
hey man
man what’s up
heavy man
foxy lady
lady’s got game
first lady
2.
big yawn
thoughts of sleep
wide awake
heavy eyelids
racetrack type mind
speeding everywhere
pitter patter
rain on roof
sound machine
3.
human beings
THE HUMAN RACE
one people
people united
WE THE PEOPLE
humanity strong
people power
HUMANENESS IS EMPOWERMENT
humanitarian beings
4.
Love me
love me not
I exist
I exist
regardless of you
love exists
love exists
love conquers all
love cures
5.
dark sky
sleepless in Boston
think session
coyote howl
barred owl hoot
woodland noise
ears ringing
fingers tapping keyboard
midnight journaling
6.
know me
maybe a little
your choice
life is
kind of short
live now
peace humankind
let’s get along
makes sense
peace out
Words by ~Keith Alan Hamilton~