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poems by Rudolf Kurt Penner

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©  2012 Rudolf Kurt Penner

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July 8, 2012 Posted by | All Poems, Concrete Poems, esoteric/unintelligible, flowers and trees; girls and bees, Not Fade Away, self healing poems, spiritual | Leave a comment

Carnivals

Sleep then children
let your tears wash you dry
Let the organ music drown your sorrow
and stop thinking, for God’s sake,
stop thinking
Eat your oatmeal in the morning when it can do you no good,
your eggs at night when they congest your sinuses
drink your milk and eat your bananas late to get bad dreams
Sleep with the light on
and plenty of noise from the street
so you will miss the birds that tweet in the morning dew
Never talk to yourself or to each other
for the State is your Mother and your brother

The rains will come no matter what
Trees will grow to hide your pain
and all will be done in the name of your good
Be kind to carnivals
and music festivals of all kinds,
let them sway you into a lull
and cause your insides to burst in your 50s

© 2011

February 29, 2012 Posted by | All Poems, food, Not Fade Away, self healing poems, social commentary | Leave a comment

(something just snapped)

something just snapped
and I stopped doing it for them
and started doing it for you
something just snapped
and I stopped curtailing my self
and began doing it for me
Somewhere over the night mare
a fairy feathered her wings
over vain and glorious things
somewhere the rainbow doesn’t end
and the hands that build
are not torn, but healed
Somehow in the hand-made quilt
rest is had
sleep is felt, and dreams come
somehow where the waves loll
in the sand
rejuvenation sends her wealthy arms
somewhat strange
cool and gently bold
like a Dream awakeningpencil crayon-like photo of the poet
somewhat like fairies chattering
lifting their wings
in strange music
something filling
a bold new music
a big full song
something like Learjet
cool as flight
bright as a table in sunshine
somewhere
in a room
filled with window
somewhere
in southern light
and white crossbeams
somehow lifegiving
wild and gentle
solid and serene
somehow big
healing perfectly
bringing warm light
somewhat strange
and new
freeing
somewhat silent
yet providing strains of music
in the soul

© 1994 Rudolf Penner

November 13, 2007 Posted by | All Poems, self healing poems | 2 Comments