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Collected PoemsThe DiggerPoint of ViewA Message from Jamie the CatDissertation on ThatDown in the MudSecond TimeWhere's the Beef?The Digger© 2009 Kalifer Deil I took a spade and started to dig. I hit an old shoe and examined it through. It’s a size 8 and I’m a ten. The worms seem to like it; I’ll bury it again. A little later I hit a sand bucket, mostly rusted, not much of it. Now the hole is about a yard deep, a moist blue clay around bare feet. No new items come into view, just more clay now a gray blue. As I dig now deeper and deeper, the clay get grayer and moisture seeper. And I finish just in time for I see the single file line. It an old sea captain that met his fate. His heart gave out from over weight. Even though he’s in the ground, the sea will seep and him surround. Point of View © 2009 Kalifer Deil The Sun didn’t rise this morning The Sun God must be cross with me With all of us We have done wrong, but what, we must see. Did we not sacrifice our only llama? Did we not leave a basket of corn? Did we not say thanks for a bountiful harvest. And the good luck that we were born? What can we, must we, do? We must talk to the others. Sacrifice our virgin daughter? That the duty of the mothers? Our other two boys were taken, The War God had his way. At that time the priest said Our last child, she could stay. We must hail the high priest. He will tell us what to do. We must get the Sun back. A sacrifice is needed,… who? The sky has brightened. The priest looks down. The leaves make little crescents Spread upon the ground. This is a sign The high priest says. A sacrifice is needed It’s your daughter, Xalis Her heart is yours Xalis ensures Choking back tears Xalis endures. The sky is bright The Sun shines full The right decision made He used the right rule. Her virgin daughter Taken by the sun She has lost a daughter But now, they will be one. But the question still remains Hanging pensive in the air. Why does the Sun God need A maiden so young and fair? A Message from Jamie the Cat © 2009 Kalifer Deil Give it a rest you old bat, I’m no longer a kitten I’m now a cat! A kitten I was a day before last but now I’m a cat and am I fast! My feral hormones are kicking in. I’m into the hunt, the kill, the win! Keep your silly fluffy mouse. Stick it on your fluffy blouse. I’m after real game you see. I’ll catch it before you catch me! Dissertation on That © 2009 Kalifer Deil What is that that that conveys, Little or naught that omission displays. That that is existential but not essential? That that has some hidden potential? But that is fat, a wordy gnat. Press delete, zat! And that is that! Down In the Mud © 2009 Kalifer Deil Take her down. Have your Way. Don’t let her go. Make her stay. Don’t lose you grip. Don’t let her slip. Don’t kiss her lip. Don’t feel her hip. Control your emotions. She looks sweet and sleek. She can tear your arm off. You are just a geek. Aarg, damn, blast it! She is breaking my neck. Now I’m breathing mud. Now I’m a total wreak. Now I’m in the hospital about to resolve not to take another drink with this college crowd. Why did I do this? Why did I agree to mud wrestle an Amazon twice as big as me? Second Time © 2009 Kalifer Deil I listen to you But you tell me nothing. I talk to you and there’s no reply. I pull on your sleeve and you ignore my tug. I leave your view and watch from my blind. You notice not that you left me behind. I return dismayed knowing it doesn’t matter, when a parent’s preoccupied with another, a fat catter. This time it’s a husband new nothing borrowed, nothing blue. Dressed in green and not in white, an income sought to make all right. Where's the Beef? © 2009 Kalifer Deil Your mother’s a russet Potato. Your father is corn on the cob. Your children are cherry tomatoes. Don’t you wish you had a job. Copyright © 2009 Kalifer Deil. All Rights Reserved. |