Tuesday, November 15, 2011

CRUMBS

moving from one DESIGNATED point to another
forming free EXPRESSIVE brushstrokes with abstract shapes

using a poets words as a path to TRAVEL
leaving an UNCOMPLETED poem for the critics to read

defining half-conditioned problems of the GHETTO
with inflammatory hooligans SEEKING refuge

referring to art galleries as morgues for DEAD paintings
displayed in harsh UNCHANGING light

looking at something beyond SYMBOLIC stop signs
TOWARDS Jesus in a wheel less carriage

SITTING with percolating words with crumbs
and ANOTHER Kerouac metaphor

7 comments:

mareymercy.com said...

I love it - it feels random but it works together anyway. Really enjoyable :)

vivinfrance said...

I love the idea of re-cycling bits of unfinished poems. Bravo.

enerihot said...

The lines got me. I'm struck by the art galleries one, which is like the poets one. Well done Wayne.

flaubert said...

I really like these, Wayne. You recycled words? What a great idea.

Pamela
pamelet???? :)

tasmith1122 said...

Ooo, I love that last one!

nan said...

These are great mini-pieces. I think my favorite is:
referring to art galleries as morgues for DEAD paintings
displayed in harsh UNCHANGING light

Aswin Jose said...

so many lively images here...love it for its brevity and power.