Poem 1: Modern Viking

The moon rose lustrous and whole.

The morning was nothing but gray.

I spent the night in a fine, restful sleep.

I think I will rampage today.

Last night I had hope in my heartstrings.

This morning I have bills to pay.

I spent the night in a fine, restful sleep.

I think I will rampage today.

I’ve lived all my life in the system.

My bones know no other way.

I spend all my nights in a fine, restful sleep.

But I think I could rampage today.

Just to shake off the dust on my shoulders.

Just to take on the morning and say,

“I spent the night in a fine, restful sleep.

I think I will rampage today!

Lest I sit in a withering office,

Till my body turns black with decay,

And I spend my last night in a fine, restful sleep,

And the Reaper carts me away!

I’ll set fire to all of my neckties!

I’ll steal all the women away!

I’ll spend the night in a fine, restful sleep!

I’ll go on a rampage today!”

 

When the moon rises lustrous and full

When the mornings are cloudy and gray

There’s always the craziest option:
You could go on a rampage today.

Poem 2: Soup Tureen

I dream, I dream

Of a soup tureen

And a soup spoon rest to go with it

I’d never stoop

To serve a soup

With a ladle that could not relax for a bit

 

I wish, I wish

For a chafing dish

Imagine my kitchen buffet

Oh the money I spent

Is half of the rent

But I’m rich so I spend anyway

 

Alas, alas

I’ll have to pass

On that dream of utensils so fine

For bills are a bitch

Which soup cannot fix

Serve a bowl, pay a bill -they’re both mine