Ponderable polemics, poetic

WordPress site of poet Mark Lucker

February 2012

  • Outside the lines

    You opened me like a book thumbed through the pages of boldly outlined pictures mercurially finding one you chose your weapon from boxed arsenal; a sharp one, new to the point and unused you are the 64-box of Crayola’s using all the colors of you to flesh out the person that is me the picture… Read more

  • Antipasto!

    Dinner with my Valentine; wine and Sinatra Fine haiku-be-do-be-do… Read more

  • In step

    Time it is said tritely marches on its cadence precise as any honor guard’s mostly. At times time is less a rhythmic beat more the tuning of a cheap guitar MY my my dog dog has – HAS fleas. Fleas. fleeeeas. my.dog. has. fleas. Time occasionally stumbles, marches on, always finishes the parade. Read more

  • Self. Centered.

    I love to walk alone in the rain and snow the colder the wetter the better I hear, understand nature, myself, my perosnal nature a whole lot better character building personal challenge; to prevail against the cold, the wet, implies some sort of adversarial relationship we do not partake the colder the wetter the better… Read more

  • 3 for the 2nd

    Boondoggle Slovenly groundhogs stay in bed; Tweet conjecture. Masses pacified. Misdirected Celebratory nod today to the wiener; happy ground-hog day. Cozy Den of Iniquity Wither thou goest oh, hibernating rodent! Preach thine prediction! Read more