Monthly Archives: March 2023

Inquiring Minds, Poetry Work

The Mucky Muck

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Muckymcuk

The day’s
doldrums drone
on from dawn until
dusk and the mucky muck
lurks.

An insidious thing
the mucky muck,
pulling life out,
removing all
motivation for movement
as the spirit tries to escape
a maze never seemingly meant
to be solved.

With a thrum, thrum
insistence to be heard, the mucky muck lurks
skulking deep,
latched on like a
fat tick needing
to be pulled out,
cut out, or burned!

Mucky muck leave me be
For I swear, with
sword in hand
I will cut thee

And I will see you bleed, bleed, bleed

even ever as my blood

leaves me, running in rivulets

down and dripping off

the cufflinks of my sleeves

You then mucky muck will finally surely

be free of me.

by Philip Wardlow March 27th, 2023

Inquiring Minds, Poetry Work

The Balance of Chaos

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Courtjester

Give the Jester a  hand

for he has worked hard to get to this day.

That Jester’s smile just may be painted on.

or he may be neither sad, nor happy, but

somewhere in the middle of the two

Somewhere in the show, the balls become difficult to throw

Up and up and up. More and more … Plop!

Ah, no worries, he’ll make it  all up to you tonight

by giving the entire audience a rose and a sweet

piece of chocolate.

By Philip Wardlow March 23rd, 2023

Inquiring Minds, Poetry Work

Uncanny Thing a Dream

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Slumber comes for us all
and dreams accompany
with portents to perturb
or pleasures to unfurl
and enthrall

Desires beg to be consumed
just as fears wish to ruin 
the world inside, convincing us
our contentment is a mere
illusion.

A wrinkle of doubt forms a
shackle.
Guilt a weight to drag us deep deep into the ocean
But this ain't no cruise
Cuz we're paddling always paddling 
As we scramble for the cork
To plug that leak.
while the sun shines shines and
the storms creep creep.

by Philip Wardlow March 22nd, 2023