what’s new with the Veteran Writers Workshop is that we moved to Wednesdays same time for now. in July we will switch times to the evening. So today was a pretty full house – except for our Fearless Leader Leilani & Wes, & Harvey and all the other Veterans who have not been able to contribute – we were all there, Rick – from whence today’s prompt came from, Eric – our fearless leader for the day, Terre, Adam, & Patrick & yours truly –
” some things are too late to get ”
what i have in my pocket
that is too late for U to get
unless of course i wish to then give that to U
what i have in my closet
that is too late for U to get
albeit some of the things that i create will come to U’r visual
perhaps some original piece of RIP Art will adorn U’r wall
maybe it will chase the ghosts out
maybe my ghosts and those collected will play with the ghosts that run ramped in U’r home
what they had we will never have
but in spirit we can always share the gifts given and the gifts that continue to be received by the characters we all loved and cared for, for the characters who loved us with much character
some things are too late to get
like that piece of knowledge U wanted for U’r exam
the exam is over, it was 17 days ago
and U still did not get it
it was a worthless piece of knowledge
some things are too late to get
but the things that we get now
the things we search for
like our Marine Brother in an archeological dig
what is our archeological dig
do we really want to find those things
personally, i don’t mind one bit at all
– because some things are too late to get –
but some things that U get, even too late
better to get it too late than to not get it at all
like truths that have been stolen to an agenda of corruption
like the life that was supposed to be yours but was lost to assumptions
like the rain that never came and the land was all dried out in the southern California dessert like arenas – when the rain comes… there is a welcome party
except for all the self absorbed ungrateful lunatics who can’t appreciate the moisture feeding a thirsting ground, a thirsting people, thirsting plants and all kind of thirsting creatures
where can one thrive in the deserted caves of nothing but barren glossy rocks
stocks plummeting down in a fake economy of no new jobs created
no absorption of all the needs of those in the confines of leaveless trees
all the air vacuumed up to leave nothing but the poison that kills one faster
worms stuck to the flesh because the flesh is no longer moving
except for the movement of the worms
my breath, meditative breath to tarred oil in the air
some things are too late to get
13:06:08
on an end note… turns out that my reading was quite comical today… it was some of the banter that was going around the table… as Vets – much like the banter that goes around when on active duty… well, a fun reading from everyone today, great stimulation and therapeutic to be with the Veteran family today! Missed U Leilani