Ponderable polemics, poetic

WordPress site of poet Mark Lucker

life

  • Misplaced

    Things put behind you deliberately differ from the things you leave behind and that are never claimed at life’s hat-check what happens, happens whats done, done over and out see you later where the hell did you disappear to? Read more

  • Banes of…

    You’ll never know what might have been you’ll never prove what could have been to loudly proclaim what should have been is the greatest of curses self-inflicted by men Read more

  • Faith

    Autumn leaves… …winter follows spring back… to summer cyclically erratic… eternally truncated life is… …fatal Read more

  • Dunking debunking

    Consider the common donut if you purchase one it comes with a hole you can purchase just the hole, but it is not a hole at all it is a ball; a doughy sphere made from a disc that once was where the hole is now, yet it was never truly a hole in its Read more

  • In step

    Time, so they say, always marches on its cadence, precise as any honor guard Mostly. Time is sometimes less a rhythm, more a tuning of a ukulele MY dog DOG has HAS fleas. fleas. My dog has fleas Time sometimes stumbles, but always finishes the parade Read more

  • Prey

    You cannot pursue your epiphany Elmer Fudd-like True, wascally revelation is cunning, coy, indiscriminate – charmingly droll, visceral with twinkling eye To hunt your trophy epiphany, to blindly stalk personal truth is just taking a walk. Truth – truth be told – is far more cunning than you are much more adept at being the Read more

  • Fact

    This may make you sing laugh dance or cry but the reality is you will always be dead much longer than you’ll ever be alive. Read more

  • The trip

    Reading the patina-seasoned bronze postcard at my feet stokes no inner desire of mine to travel Details are scarce; dates, no places. This is premium vacation time, a long time coming traveling solo; no timeshares, no all-inclusive-cruise – hostel or hostile? No clue, just reading the postcard No routine platitudes, clichés; ‘having wonderful time’ ‘wish Read more

  • Inevitablities

    Calendar, clock, seasons youth, maturation, death functional, pre-meditated change for the sake of change Desire, plans, politics she loves me not, she loves me? Change on the fly, on a whim, on a wing-and-a-prayer. On the lam. Change happens to you regardless ignoring change is not desiring the status quo, just denial dressed up for Read more