Mama is a Daylight (Inspired by Evelyn Tooley Hunt, by: James Crawford)
When she slips into the room,
She shocks us
Like and electrical power line,
And we wake up amazed.
She rolls a shock even through Granny’s eyes,
And lightens all darkness.
When she yells warm-hearted in the room,
She energizes us
Like monster drinks and a 5year old,
And we jump up delighted.
Even when it’s time for lights out, Mama is sunrise.
That promises tomorrow and tomorrow!
My Heart Is (Inspired by: E.E. Cummings “My Mind Is”, by: James Crawford)
My heart is
A big hunk of unchangeable shapes which touch and
Taste and smell and hearing and sight keep staring and
Glaring on sharp, beautiful women
In a depressed and lonesome of sensual carves I create fidgets of
Chrome and execute strides of sapphire, I
Feel that cleverly am being left- out that I slightly am
Becoming something a little different, in fact
Hereupon helpless I total blue shrieks and scarlet
I am a teenager.
I am full of fun, full of life, and animated.
I run, I fight, I play, and I laugh about some serious things in life.
I know nothing of unsuccessfulness.
I hold grudges on people that do the most in the smallest things.
Off Campus Lunch
Aye, what’s for lunch? It’s Tuesday.
Doba, like always, its half price burrito Tuesday.
In the car it’s the same music,
Chance the Rapper, or some new person,
Saying all the same things, like,
“Flamin' hots with Cheese and a kiwi Mistic”..
What? Who says that? Were you hungry?