Science is ridiculous.
Tiffany Blue
JCD Kerwin
I don’t sparkle,
shine,
or glow
like crafted gems
from caves.
I’m not special,
pristine
or wanted
like diamonds
in your safe.
But I am formed
of iron ore
and will last beyond
every dollar
you throw away.
(August 2014)
Toilet Paper
JCD Kerwin
I used to think
poetry
had to be
made of perfect,
pocket-sized
lines,
ready to be ingested
and shat out
like neat rows
of rosebuds.
Now,
I realize
there’s nothing
to a poem
except
the filth you pull
from inside
and smear
across
the page.
(June, 2014)
coffee and rain by ozlm on Flickr
PONGO
JCD Kerwin
the image
of a cup of java
(black-brown,
a hint of vanilla,
and steaming in just
the right
kind of swirls)
might seem
rather cliché,
but it’s the best way
i spend an afternoon,
hidden deep
in couch cushions,
and tapping my foot
to Frank Wes
and Miles Davis.
the water droplets
on my windowpanes
agree:
nothing cliché
about jazz rain.
(April, 2014)
Cracked pavement–photo from Shutterstock
Rush Hour
JCD Kerwin
My ear to the pavement;
palms down;
eyes closed;
I hold my breath
and wait
for the roar
of a hundred screeching tires.
(Oct. 2013)
“City of Angels-City of Light” by M Bleichner (acrylic)
El-ay, El-ay
JCD Kerwin
I want Hollywood and a high-rise,
palm trees and SoCal skies.
Wish I could slam beats
into sand
and scream songs
with my eyes closed.
I want the glitter and glam
of rock stars
I wish that I could be.
Wanna walk down streets
reciting poems,
and write stories
in cabanas,
sipping coffee without a coat.
Wish I could stare at stars,
and talk all night with friends
in Santa Barbara bars.
I want to skip across the water,
and tightrope the suspension
of the San Francisco bridge.
Wish I could run across
the country,
leave the mirror behind
and never buy another
again.
(Dec. 2010, rev. Aug. 2013)
About this…I’m not saying I want to up and leave to California.
This is about the fact I have, and have always had, a “travel bug” in me. Ever since I was a kid. I think a lot of writers do. Kinda goes back to the fact we’re all dreamers. I’m an explorer. Always wanted to see and do everything I could. Explore the world…Fight monsters…Slay dragons…All that.
You know what I mean.
J.C.D. KERWIN 