SUMMER, HERE AT LAST! Seattle – Everett Poets: Catch me on KSER FM 90.7 with other excellent poets 6/23/16

PoetsWest Weekly Radio Calendar:
Thursday 23 June 2016 6:30 p.m. (PT)
 
KSER 90.7 FM on The Road Home from Everett, WA. The broadcast is available via streaming by going to http://www.kser.org/ and following the Listen Live links.
 
#228 Summer
 
Summer Solstice 1.59 Christine Swanberg
Dog Days of Summer 1.30 Nancy Dahlberg
Family Summers 2.22 Nancy Dahlberg
Driftlogs 1.07 Dick Gibbons
The Fittest 1.40 Cathy Ross
Non-linear Frames 1.26 Rayn Roberts
Summer Solstice 0.34 Keith Holyoak
Hokey Pokey 1.25 Pieter Zilinsky
Sunshine on a Wet Soccer Field 1.35 Robinson Bolkum
The Great Blue 0.45 Len Tews
Rhapsody 0.60 Priscilla Long
A Summer Walk 0.23 Teresa Grabstein
Blackberry Season 1.47 Keith Holyoak
Invitation to a Cricket 0.55 Holly Hughes
Not Alone 0.25 J. Glenn Evans
 
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Anthology of the Mad Ones Publishes “Yes Yes Ok” 2016


 

 

Yes Yes Ok

 

People say poets talk too much of death

 

                I will not, not at 7 am.

 

I’m already feeling like going back to bed.

I lead such a hard life; breakfast is going to kill me.

 

Elegant things I put on eBay will be the end of me.

 

I gotta get pics of all of them then shop for more.

I gotta do the legal work against discrimination at a job

 

I really don’t want any more ~

 

I’m a serious mess, worn down to talcum powder

But out I’ll go, late in the day, for God and eBay

 

To get Good Will stuff idiots use plastic cards to get

So glad to get to be happy for a while, get, get, get

 

                 Happy for a while, ok, maybe longer.

 

I’m learning detachment from things that come and go

People that live and pass away

 

Weather that changes from calm to chaos, a world at war

Rumors of war, floods, famine and genocide as my body falls

 

Back to where it came from ~ I’m so serene… Right,

Some jerk on the freeway cuts me off

 

I forget I’m a Peace-nick and wanna fuckin’ end him,

But I can’t, I love peace, and besides, I said no talk of death

 

WTF…

 

AM I  …talking about… seriously?

 

Last week I walked Green Lake sharp nails cutting into toes

I shoulda clipped them before but stood the pain

 

Because I knew the pain would stop and it did –

That’s pretty much it, standing pain, numbing it

 

With the ecstasy of sunrise, dope, booze

Keeping big Pharma fat and happy, loving sex on E…

 

                                  Whoopi ~

 

When I got home from the lake, one white sock

Was bloody at the toe, it didn’t matter

 

I threw it in the wash and clipped my nails.

I’m doing a reading tonight for a coffee shop crowd…

 

                                  Big WOW~

 

Tomorrow I’ll drive through the Alzheimer haze

To see my Mom before she too forgets who I am. 

 

Then I’ll walk the lake again; that’s about the size of it.

 

 

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Spring is an Empire

Of red azaleas
                                  white and blue lilac

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in full force
                            holding the world’s attention

when one mosquito
                                   through the window

announces its end:                                                  

the heat of summer…  Empire of Cicadas

      

downloadRayn Roberts ’05

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