Sunday, May 30, 2010

Poetry Vending Machine

Analog Artist Digital World

Sometimes a sketch
is all you get
a flashbulb freeze-frame image
at the stop light dams
in the river of rush hour,
the elevator climb,
the go-getters
raising their cell phones in an endless salute.

and meanwhile
down in the grass
with the grace of the snakes,
there are dancers
making angels with no need for snow
singers
following the wispy string of their voice
as the sun pulls it free
there are people
stopping in the street
against all odds
waiting on a cloud
to match that shape of their dreams.

Let the management speak
of community,
hammer those ends with gavels
mark off the moments,
The deadline of the eye is stricter still.

Sometimes a sketch
is all you get
and if you look in the right place,
all you need.

-Tod Caviness

2 comments:

Lou Belcher said...

What a wonderful poem and great sketches to go with with. Thanks for the post.

Thor said...

Thanks Lou.