Tuesday, April 14, 2015

More Poetry for the Muse

Muse: the goddess or the power regarded as inspiring a poet, artist, thinker, or the like.

It's when I am half asleep
that the words fall out,
like potatoes from a broken bag.

The plastic can't contain them.
The whites of their eyes stare
at my insignificance compared
to the fervor of your words,

the crazy acts you inspire,
the way you warm me,
making me perfectly edible.  

Copyright 2015 KMG

Thursday, April 02, 2015

Invitation to Muse

I'd invite you
to my garden
to pour pungent
tea and sip
spring with me,

but you're rooted
in her arms,
and I'm alone
with jealous trees.

Wednesday, April 01, 2015


I tend to behave
on the phone.
Not when I write. 
Then, Muse
runs my mind,
and I trip,
addict of my
own imagination,
out of control
as a manic day.
Sun rises too quickly.
I spin on my own axis.
I wonder what
you think about,
while you drive
on back home.

Monday, March 30, 2015


My muse,
I am sorry
I abused
My privilege
Until you
I cannot blame you,
You with your
Greater nature.
I am the weakling here,
Eating you empty,
Like too much
Chocolate. Oh
How my stomach
Hurts after, as I
Watch you cringe.

Friday, March 27, 2015

Two Haiku

Turning Lemons

I think I'll open
a lemonade stand in your
honor. Want a glass?


If I didn't write
how would your day be? Naked?
Or would you exhale?

Start of a Poem

The world sits
on my personal axis,
turning in my direction.
And the sun rises.

Monday, March 23, 2015

When Your Mind is Filled with Meh

You know what I am talking about. Meh. It’s like being blah, but meh has a special nuance. Meh has ambivalence and nothingness all wrapped up in three little letters with a quiet yet strangely guttural sound if uttered correctly. Meh is blah on steroids.

I once went a whole week with nothing but meh. How was your day? Meh. How was dinner? Meh. Did you have a good time at the movies? Meh. You get the picture.

As you might have guessed, too much meh can really get in the way of life. For one thing, when you are meh all the time, you drive people nuts. For another, you lose ambition. It’s possible to have so much meh that you start talking yourself out of doing anything fun, constructive or productive because nothing feels enjoyable or worthwhile. Meh can literally take over your mind, and if you give it too much authority, your world. 

In the old days, people with too much meh would have been called melancholy. Now, they’d probably be called depressed. If you’ve got a mind full of meh and it won’t go away, you might get put on medication. That’s okay. Sometimes people need anti-meh meds. It’s better than the alternative, which is to ostracize people around you, lose your job or worse.

I’m betting there are some of you out there who have minds full of meh. I’m also betting you wish you didn’t because, while having a little meh is normal, having lots of it just plain sucks. Here’s the advertisement part of this blog: if you are feeling meh most of the time, don’t just blow it off. Talk to someone, someone who isn’t meh. Bonus points if that someone is a doctor. You deserve better than meh.