palm sunday

the palms of my hands are sweaty
i’m riding into town
hosannah to the highest
i’m here to claim the crown

they hail me as messiah
but that’s not who i am
david is my bloodline
and i am just a man

but no one understands me
they want a daily cure
for whatever they think ails them
and makes them so cock-sure

that i can give them reason
to latch on to the lure

kjg 203pm 29 mar 2015

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Simplicity

I try to emulate my cats:
when I’m nice to them
they show me affection;
if I weren’t
they would show me claws;
I’m always nice to them,
and they always show me affection.
Simplicity is the way to peace.

kjg 630am 18 mar 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.

zzz

let’s all get stoned
dance on rubber bones
walk with crooked spoons
worship purple moons

let’s all get stoned
there’s nothing like the truth
corrupting all our youth
we like our hashish smooth

let’s all get stoned
rainbows not just monochrome
laughter softens bones
ha ha he he om

let’s all get stoned
let’s all get…zzzz

kjg 721pm 2015 (watching etalk — yuk)

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