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Poem without a title

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Canto XXVI

4 billion years ago
we weren’t here
it was only 2 million years ago
we crawled out of the trees
and first walked the savannah
followed the nile north
and cultivated the fertile valleys
of Europe and Asia
then crossed the bearing land bridge
and spread through
the americas
just over 200 years ago
did we discover the power of steam
just over a hundred years ago flight
then two world wars
and the mass media age was born
we seem to think our species
will live forever
(some god keeps telling us that)
yet i can’t help wondering
where we will be
4 billion years from now
when the sun goes nova
or should i really care

kjg 14 september 2014

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September 2015 Issue of Ygdrasil

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The September 2015 Issue of Ygdrasil is now available at The Library and Archives Canada or directly at http://users.synapse.net/kgerken … featuring work by Matthew Duggan, Eric Hoffman, John Grochalski, Gary Beck, Darren C. Demaree, Steve Slavin, Robert Martin, Ajise Vincent and Cailean Jack.

day

(Photo by Traffic Cam Ottawa Ontario)

Photo by Traffic Cam Ottawa Ontario

the rain pours down
upon the town
slishes splashes
on the ground

pedestrians run
to get away
under awnings
in doorways

umbrullas shiny
dot the streets
autos splash
the sidwalks neat

puddles plenty
children play
splish and splash
away the day

then a sliver
in the west
clouds will scatter
rain will rest

glory to the
setting sun
g’night to all
the day is done

kjg 1125am 25 aug 2015

March 2015 Issue of Ygdrasil

The March 2015 issue (263) of Ygdrasil, featuring The Blackbird Trilogy (3 plays) by Jack R. Wesdorp is now available at http://users.synapse.net/kgerken

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Klaus J. Gerken is on Facebook. Contact him on kgerken@rogers.com and read latest poems in Ygdrasil – a Journal of the poetic Arts.

Metaphysics

Klaus J. Gerken

Can I be odd?
I don’t want to be a fraud
And appear normal!

Normal’s a word
That can be absurd
Dressed up too formal!

I shudder to hear
With a tinny tin ear
That we might be subnormal!

But what can I say
I’d give it away
If I believed us to be paranormal!

kjg 1121pm 17 feb 2015

Klaus J. Gerken is on Facebook. Contact him on kgerken@rogers.com and read latest poems in Ygdrasil – a Journal of the poetic Arts.

when the marching’s over

Klaus J. Gerken

when the marching’s over
what will you do
what will you do
what will you do

marching is my special way
to get out there and have my say
burn the flag make lots of waves
time for us to save the world

but

when the marching’s over
what will you do
what will you do
what will you do

have a beer and watch the news
done my bit and need a rest
have to watch me on TV
ruined my shoes they were the best

when the marching’s over
that’s what we do
that’s what we do
that’s what we do!

kjg 17/21 jan 2015

Klaus J. Gerken is on Facebook. Contact him on kgerken@synapse.net and read latest poems in Ygdrasil – a Journal of the poetic Arts.

reverse psychology

Klaus J. Gerken

in the springtime of the season
when the scent of lilac reasons
with the rising sun of amber
and passion raises clamour
love grows in the meadows
and lovers hide in shadows
where sunlight does not gather
and lovers know no failure
the spring is like a sailor
somewhat drunk to know her
yet strong enough to offer
the apple to the woman
she does not eat…the omen
wakes her intuition.

kjg 544am 23 dec 2014

Klaus J. Gerken is on Facebook. Contact him on kgerken@rogers.com and read latest poems in Ygdrasil – a Journal of the poetic Arts.

christmas and the needle

Klaus J. Gerken

away in a manger
in an alley below
a girl’s giving birth
in the ice and the snow
her hair is disheveled
she has no warm clothes
needle marks bleeding
as the morning star rose

merry christmas merry christmas
life is so good
the scent of warm garbage
is inviting as food
she screams and she suffers
god wants it that way
he made eve to suffer
for curiosity’s sake

the streets are deserted
the children awake
to gifts santa brought them
while in bed they slept safe
no joy in the alley
her child lies blue dead
she wraps him in paper
and stumbles in dread

merry christmas merry christmas
a savior is born
in a night of desertion
in a poor part of town
she stumbles to her dealer
she begs for some drugs
he tells her to get busy
“find someone who lusts”

they find her in a snowbank
a crumpled up heap
“another statistic”
says the cop on the beat
“what a great tragedy”
the papers report
no one claims the bodies
“Jesus comforts”

kjg 427am 26 dec 2014

Klaus J. Gerken is on Facebook. Contact him on kgerken@synapse.net and read latest poems in Ygdrasil – a Journal of the poetic Arts.