David Michael Jackson Poems

I’m tired said the man

but you haven’t told me the story
of the dog and the honey bee

you have heard it before
but
okay

the dog was walking his
dog walk
along the trail
sniffing this
sniffing that

and the honey bee
landed on his nose
and looked him
straight in the eye

buzz said the bee
buzz off said the dog

or I’ll lick you dead with my tongue
I’ll sting that tongue
said the bee
and die doing it
but you’ll know I was there Mr Dog

So the bee buzzed
and the dog walked along
with the bee on his nose

Buzz buzz said the bee
Bark bark said the dog

I think I like you bee
You can be my bee

I’m nobody’s bee
said the bee
I visit the flowers
and make honey
Mr Dog

And I’m very glad
you got to meet me
said the bee

So the bee and the dog
went along
and got along

david michael jackson

Autumn is a beautiful wake
with the orange
and red colors it makes
a funeral of leaves.

Birds and
butterflies flutter south
away from the mouth
of the winter stream
of cold air

Leaf raker’s it makes
of us
and we pile them
and children
jump into them

and the leaves
in orange and
the trees in black
dance for us
against a blue sky

I am always a little sad in autumn
to see the summer go
like a friend leaving town for a year
packing his shorts
and the Bermuda shirt
and his sandals

Every Spring I say
I have made it through
another winter,
every Fall I wonder
will this be the one

It’s best to just
jump in the pile of leaves
instead

david michael jackson

Get out there
fall down or something,
where is Buster Keaton
when you need him

all they want
is a laugh
some love
and a coke

Say the art show was good
and you saw a piece or two
that maybe mattered
to you only

Say the dog walked across the street
and he was a brown dog
the kind that follows you around but
never gets in the way
and his name was Buddy

Say the night was good
to the street
and the streetlights
and you passed people
and smiled
and they smiled back

Say the art was good
but you came home longing
for the girl you couldn’t have
and she left you
breathless and in love
anyway

david michael jackson September 26, 2012

I am a guy on the streets
smiling at the people
he meets

the wine was good

the wine was good

the food was good too
the tasting of it
left us wanting more wine
and oh
the wine was good

and the days flowed
like water wind and wine
and we loved and made love
and the love was good

the love was good

so let the water flow and the wind blow and the birds sing
of the days we left behind us like spider webs in a room

he spoke
I held the phone away from my ear
will he ever stop
I brought the phone back
“Oh yeah”, I muttered
away went the phone
will he ever stop
I clicked the mouse
“You’re kidding”, I muttered
tiny mice grabbed my brain and
wrenched it
twisted it
I grimaced
I grimaced
My face contorted into
a tortured ogre
then I remembered
he’s my friend
and I’d be lost
without him.

david michael jackson September 21, 2012