Ponderable polemics, poetic

WordPress site of poet Mark Lucker

Introspection

  • A toast

    ‘…A flute of champagne contains one million bubbles.’ Toasting a new year – fresh starts beginnings, endings, transitions – see each bubble as a moment each individually tantalizing, collectively rising rapidly, quickly dissipating Gone short-lived effervescence sweet anticipation swiftly departed memorable Savor each bubble – the tingling of remembrance tickle of anticipation moments reveled in Read more

  • Missing out

    Living now in a place where, in autumn most leaves stay put clinging to their branches without pretense never having the decency to abandon their vibrant green for appropriate, earthy hues A few adhere to my more familiar, season-bound tradition, true natural order small in numbers generally unnoticed It takes keen effort to scrounge enough of Read more

  • Put on your shoes

    “A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step”       Laozi Our journey has finally begun there have been fits, starts, delays in getting here; now finally underway, I am ill at ease The irony, not lost on me An inveterate wanderer, – ‘Mr. Spontaneity’ to friends, family I do not Read more

  • Clearly

    A woman I know dreamer, well grounded, ways of the world, the word loves clouds regularly posts pictures Facebook stratus updates from expansive plains of Texas accompanying commentary concise, imaginative sweetly humorous, poignant shapes, ideas, messages sometimes all the same picture love the images, treasure the friendship I prefer my clouds on their turf twenty-thousand Read more

  • Mercy, me

    ‘There but for the grace of God…’ deity quantification is risky pragmatism ‘There but for…’ God’s grace, graceful mine, clunkily cacophonous in raw implementation two-left feet, I always want to lead God is gracefully mindful of my gaucherie bemused by my attempts at making things more complicated fraught with false starts learned skill accepting grace Read more

  • This

    seeking forgiveness for actions not taken words not spoken regrets not unwarranted youthful ignorance gave way to stilted maturation not me not my responsibility not now maybe later later oftentimes a no-show later may have passed later never was acknowledged now is the later you put off now is the time to right wrongs now Read more

  • Broadsides

    I once asked God for a sign needing more than spiritual Burma-Shave cardboard placards stapled to raw, rough pine sticks Ah, but I am not advertising my tag-board always blankly devoid of political hate hackneyed slogans five-ninety-nine pizza specials! buy your gold for more! I am not here to direct others to event parking or partake Read more

  • Whereas

    Never having been as naive as I should have been exonerated for crimes against logic bus ticket, new suit outside-the-box thinking box house, never home recycled, repurposed repent sinners! repressed no longer naiveté begat experience I can elocute to it all in open court Get back, honky cats I got this. Flat out truth: I Read more

  • One metmorphisize fits all

    Happily-ever-after mythology prefaces every sequel continuing character-driven sagas story arc only tacking an index onto volume one, three, sixteen in a set having read this scene repeatedly life movies annotated script writing, rewriting books they were based on playing déjà vu-all-over-again never more than countless times here-we-go-again monotony of changing times changing directors same cast Read more

  • Ephiphany

    Relaxed, I settle in comfortably chin on hand elbow on window 15,000 feet above the sprawling Mississippi Delta I am headed north leaving New Orleans; St. Louis bound Preferred window seat affords a view flame-streaked horizon far as can be seen, emanating from blazing orange ball perched precariously on the western edge of fading day Read more