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i'm changing
by Charlie Morgani must be about something;
not just a vagrant possessor
of so-few-to-count tomorrows;
a steady diet of lethargy's
made me quite effecient at
scowling, needed or not.
i'll start
packing the aging tree's trunk
with paper-thin onion-slivers
for the next fruitful generation
and planting for the well-spring;
brimmed, johnny appleseeding along,
lustfully giving the wind my back.
buying confidence with wispy chips,
i see the tail of the kite; it swirls
yesterday into a pregnant tomorrow. 10/26/2007 Posted on 10/26/2007
Copyright © 2026 Charlie Morgan
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Alison McKenzie on 10/27/07 at 04:34 PM I adore the way you've written about your life's shifting seasons. Just lovely. |
| Posted by Mara Meade on 11/01/07 at 01:26 PM Mmmm. There's wit and wisdom here, with your usual whimsy but more reflective. This is wonderful - its on my Favourites list. |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 11/01/07 at 02:15 PM Marvelous - "packing the aging tree's trunk..." "johnnyappleseeding along", and especially "planting for the well-spring". This is inspiring change with a looking forward that pulls me along. |
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