Tagged: Poetry

Alteration

It happened as I folded your laundry

I glanced out my south eastern window

Where Mount Baker use to shine

A row of oversized houses is out my window now

I see the back end of them

I hear the birds outside my office window

Along with the humming of the washing machine

The computer and camera won’t process my latest painting

The ever-changing pigment is too strong

Sahasrara

Before I depart

You will have what you need

Irrelevant is hatred and fame

As is judgement and gold

Greatness in the Vastness –

There will be None

This manufactured cesspool

Is churning into stagnation

So, before I arrive

You will have what you need –

Jackie Blair McSween