‘Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollected in tranquillity.’ ~William Wordsworth~
One Crazy Day
Last night
I could not get to sleep
At all
Last night
I could not get to sleep
At all
I looked up
Looked out at the window
At the full moon
Saw by its lunatic light
Your face
Was in the moon
And I looked up
At the light
That crazy light
And dreamed
I was with you
Again
And I woke up
Again
And I woke up
Alone in my bed
Dreaming dark dreams
Of You
Wishing it were
Other than it was
All alone
All alone again
In this world
Dragon Fly in My Mind
Dragon flies in the gardens
Of my mind
Floating amid the flowers
And the weeds
That infects the garden of my mind
The flowers bloom bright
Attracting butterflies
The demon weeds
Sprout here and there
Screaming
Look at me
Look at me
Trying to spread
Their poisonous thoughts
Their negativity
Throughout the garden
That is the mind
In the temple
That is the body
The body
Of a man
Made in the image of God
The dragonfly flies above
The chaos and the sonic soup
That makes up
The inner sound
Of the mind
The dragonfly
Is majestic
In its indifference
To the turmoil down below
It floats above
The sonic soup
And the butterflies
Float amid the flowers
The bugs and cockroaches
Crawl out of the weeds
Trying to spread like wild fire
Through the mind
And at night
I can hear them
Crawling among the web pages
Of my mind
Be gone
Oh difficult, negative thoughts
Be gone
Like the bugs
You are
I’ll squash you like
The evil creatures
You really are
The sweat music
Invades my soul
Driving away
The evil bugs
And I soar
Like the majestic
Dragon fly
Far above
The chaos below
Only seeing the beauty
That fills up
The garden of my mind
One can choose
To be the dragon fly
Or to be consumed
And turned into the cockroach
Of death, despair and hate
And I fly
Far away
Above
The sound of silver trumpets
Silver sound
Suspended forever
In the pink crystalline sky
Of my mind
Let us fly away
Into the deep night
On the wings of the cosmic dragon fly
And leave behind, forever
The cockroaches of my mind
Reflections
One dismal night
One lousy, lonely, loathsome demented night
In a god forsaken bar
In the global south
In a tropical hell hole
Drinking my way to hell
As fast as I could
Drinking alone with my buddies
Jack Daniels, Jimmy Walker
Wild Turkey and Old Grandad
I sat alone in the bar
Alone with my dismal thoughts
Full of somber thoughts
Dismal reflections
Thinking dismal thoughts
Of what I was going to do
Where I was heading to
Where I was coming from
I had no clue
No idea at all
Where my future path lay
So, I sat
Drinking alone in the bar
Twenty drinks too sober
I considered my beer
Just another middle age looser
Crying into his beer
I saw my reflection
In the glass of beer
I saw an old man
Staring back at me
A lonely man
A stranger staring at me
I looked at this man
This stranger
That I had become
And wondered
What the hell had happened to me
During my life
I stared at the old man
In the beer glass
Wondering to myself
Where did this old man come from
What the hell did he want from me
Who the fuck was he
And what was he doing
In my god damned beer
So I decided
To speak my god damned mind
I said
Say old man
In my beer glass
Come on out of there
Come to life
Old dude
And talk to me
I want to know
Who the fuck you are
And what you are doing
In my beer
Come to life
Let me see
Whom I am going to be
The old man grinned
And laughed the laugh
Of the insane
The laugh of the newly Enlighted ones
Who finally realized the absurdity of existence
And then he looked at me
With a thousand-year stare
And transformed himself
Morphed into a hideous snarling beast
A werewolf stared at me
And he growled
So punk
You want to know
What I am doing in your beer
Well it is like this
Dude
I am the ghost of your past
And I am here to show you
What you have done
And what you have failed to do
With your miserable life
So, let the show begin
I saw one by one
Parading across my beer
All the people I have known
All my friends
All my enemies
All my casual acquaintances
And most importantly
All the women I had ever know
All the women I had ever lusted after
All of them came out
One by one
They stopped and told me
What they really thought of me
Of my foolish pride
My foolish behavior
My folly
My sexual desires
MY lust
And one by one they judged me
A jury of my peers
And they found me guilty
As charged
SS came by
My first real love
MM too
SG as well
CP was there
Miss K
Miss CDN
The perfect lover of the east
Who fled away
From my protestations of love
And Angela
The one and only
Who married me
And still is proud
To be my wife
And the parade continued
Nameless bar girls
With whom I had consorted
Spent a night of aimless sex
One by one they came by
Commending me
Laughing at me
SB came by
Khun J
She with the great voice
Came by
Khun M came by
As did the GM
And on and on and on
The four A’s in Bombay
The one I almost had
The ones that broke my heart
And allowed my creative juices
To run wild
And others
Who remains nameless
By choice
The boss came by
As did the other ones
Everybody looking at me
I stopped
Stood up
Scream
Stop this torture
Stop it right now
Mr. Beer God
Or Devil
Whoever you may be
Nothing but the laughter
Of the damn
Echoing across the room
I looked up
They were all there
In the room
Looking at me
I stood up
And tried to touch them
Nothing but illusions
Nothing there
I cried into my beer
The anguished cry of the damned
Just another fool
Crying into his beer
Did I have the courage
The wisdom to make amends
Did I know
What I had to do
Did I have the courage
To quit lusting
Over what I cannot have
To accept
That all the love
I need
Is in my wife’s eyes
And in her heart
And so I looked the beer god
In the eye
And dranked my beer
And walked out the door
Confidently facing the future
Free of doubts
Full of love
And proud of all I had done
Knowing that I was not guilty
Of the crimes charged
Author’s Bio:
John (Jake) Cosmos Aller
John (“Jake”) Cosmos Aller is a novelist, poet, and former Foreign Service officer having served 27 years with the U.S. State Department in ten countries – Antigua, Barbados, Dominica, Grenada, Korea, India, St Kitts, St Lucia, St Vincent, Spain, and Thailand. and traveled to 45 countries during his career. Jake has been an aspiring novelist for several years and has completed three novels, (Giant Nazi Spiders, the Great Divorce, and Jurassic Cruise) and is pursuing publication. He has been writing poetry all his life and has published his poetry in electronic poetry forums, including All Poetry, Moon Café, and Duane’s Poetree and literary magazines. He is looking forward to transitioning to his third career – full-time novelist and poet after completing his second career as a Foreign Service officer, and his first career as an educator overseas for six years upon completion of his Peace Corps service in South Korea.
Links:
Linkinlin: https://kr.linkedin.com/in/jakealler
http://www.Writing.Com/authors/Jcosmos
http://www.poetrysoup.com/me/jakecosmos
http://www.moontowncafe.com/members/view_profile.asp?id=28083
https://allpoetry.com/Jake_Aller
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A wonderful expression of personal truth. I admire tour definition, William.