Archive for the Poetry Category

Guest Appearing on the Colbert Report

Posted in Everyday Life, Ideas, Music, Poetry, Society, Things on 22 May 2009 - Friday by g mcclure

“Do you know the enemy?,”

Green Day asked from my TV

in just the same meter I used

for those first two lines

and the same meter used

in a thousand lines

of a thousand punk songs

since punk music decided,

“Silence is the enemy!”

(Green Day screamed from my TV)

En la entrada de una meretriz

Posted in Espanol / Spanish, People, Poesía, Poetry, Things with tags , on 7 March 2009 - Saturday by g mcclure

“Venga, y llame a mi puerta,” me dijo.
“Venga a pasar el día conmigo.
“No tengo ningún lugar para ir,
“No tienes ningún lugar para ir.
“Venga hacerme compañía.”

“Venga, y llame a mi puerta,” me dijo.
“Tengo en ningún lugar para ser.
“Estoy muy cansada,
“Estás muy cansado.
“Te haré compañía.”

“Venga, y llame a mi puerta,” me dijo.
“No estoy dormida todavía.
“Esperé bastante.
“Esperó bastante.
“Venga hacerme compañía.”

“Venga, y llame a mi puerta,” me dijo.
“Está deseando por mí.
“Tengo lo que quiere.
“Yo soy lo que quiere.

“Te haré compañía.”

“Venga, y llame a mi puerta,” me dijo.
“No necesitamos para sigilo.
“Sabes que me necesitas.
“Yo sé que me necesitas.
“Venga hacerme compañía.”

“Venga, y llame a mi puerta,” me dijo.
“Ven tan ansiosamente.

“No actúes tan sorpresa.
“No estás tan sorpresa.
“Soy tu idolatría.”

resentment

Posted in Affairs of the Heart, Ideas, Past experiences, People, Personal, Poetry, Posted by g mcclure, Things on 16 February 2009 - Monday by g mcclure

have you ever knocked on the door of a color

and invited it in for wine and cheese

before offering a full course of intimacy

and a small cup of coffee to sooth the sting

of your violent careless advances

and selfdisclosures made prematurely

in short have you ever seen red

and let that prostitutes light go black

?

i didnt read the paper this morning

Posted in Everyday Life, People, Poetry, Posted by g mcclure, Society, Things on 16 February 2009 - Monday by g mcclure

its been a while since last i thought

of that scraggly man on the park bench

huddled under the new york times

that i threw in the garbage yesterday

but i bet you a nickel hes thought of me

on a harlots porch

Posted in Everyday Life, Poetry, Posted by g mcclure on 11 October 2008 - Saturday by g mcclure

come and knock on my door she said
come spend the day with me
ive nowhere to go
youve nowhere to go
come keep me company

come and knock on my door she said
ive got nowhere to be
im awfully tired
youre awfully tired
ill keep you company

come and knock on my door she said
i wont yet be asleep
ive waited enough
youve waited enough
come keep me company

come and knock on my door she said
youve been longing for me
i have what you want
i am what you want
ill keep you company

come and knock on my door she said
no need for secrecy
you know you need me
i know you need me
come keep me company

come and knock on my door she said
you come so eagerly
dont act so surprised
youre not so surprised
im your idolatry

novem ûndecim

Posted in History, Ideas, People, Places, Poetry, Posted by g mcclure, Things on 10 October 2008 - Friday by g mcclure

we were a dynasty nation
my brothers and i were
i the old the eldest
and they the twin heirs
we were kings among paupers
and more than mere men
we were taller
we were stronger
we were loved
we were lovers
children grew in our shadows
a  nation grew in our shadows
nothing grows now
now that my brothers are gone
i weep for their memories
and cry over their graves
i was meant to go first
they were the young
they were to inherit
i was not meant to outlive them
yet here i am
once a dynasty nation
now only an empire state

forgeting the lizard

Posted in College, Ideas, Past experiences, Personal, Places, Poetry, Posted by g mcclure, Society on 18 September 2008 - Thursday by g mcclure

i saw a lizard
in the water
in a fountain
in an atrium
in a building
in a city
in a state
in a country
in a world
in a solar system
in a galaxy
in the universe
and as i thought
about the universe
i forgot
about the lizard