Trees and Birds

The World Wants Monsters

This world wants monsters to lurk in every household

A snarling manifestation of our collective misery made incarnate

We drift into the decidedly dark

and the desirability of essential escape from the foreign

Seen as a simple lark of sorts;

A subscription to the twisted prism of the less boring

The commanding, the demanding, the consummate

While the people pride themselves on carrying on;

Enduring

Substituting the salient for the god of it’s awfully alluring

If the truth be told to spit upon the spark

That denial has been methodically obscuring

©2009 J. K. Bradford

Talking Heads - Houses In Motion (Stereo Difference) from "Remain In Light"

Flimsy Like Paper Lace

flimsy like paper lace

Flimsy like a lace paper window pane
Rattled in a heavy wind blown rain
The rain
The rain came quickly down
And the shutters leaked as they tried in vain
To curb the pelting sound
The rain the rain falls wet and cold
And weakens the hillside ground
Which then gives way and
Tumults over the wall which cannot hold
The rain the rain
When will it end
The rain will never cease
The rain will someday wash our weary souls I am told
The rain the rain the rain the rain
©2007 J. K. Bradford

Band of Horses - Laredo

When it rains in California....

When the waters weigh burdensome upon the construct of the levy

The storm continues to rain down

And the wintry weather’s tympanic sound

Reminds me that eventually the water has its way and become to heavy

For the barrier to properly hold its ground

Day two and three non-stop I watch the torrential inching symphony

Cleansing the entirety of this town

Landslides, and car crashes to swerve around

The homeless of this place hide away from nature’s unleashed bevy

‘Tween building and beneath makeshift tents they’ve made or found

After the length of the day surrenders to night’s hidden envy

The storm continues to pelt and perform

To defy the Sun and with its wet hands pound

Outside of the Californian norm and still the glistening ground is pretty

To my own eyes that leaked with this new sadness I have found

Copyright ©2010 by j. k. Bradford, All Rights Reserved

Band of Horses - Laredo