Month: August 2022

SMELLS LIKE TEEN FLANNEL

On By Walter J. WojtanikIn dVerse, Smells Scents and Aromas, Through the Eyes of a Poet's Heart, Tuesday Poetics, Walt's Heartflashes - Poetry8 Comments

Soft.
Caressing.
Messing with my grunge.
Hard edged music has no place
surfaced in flannel.
But I love
the warmth;
the comfort,
but something’s not right!
I stay up half the night
writing songs. Is it wrong to fill
“Love songs” with bitter angst, while
plaid and staid flannel is against my skin?
How can I win?
Find nirvana?
Do I wanna?
Can Cobain be channeled
sans the flannel? I can’t tell
but it sure as hell smells like it!

(C) Walter J. Wojtanik

dVerse Tuesday Poetics (Scent)

MORNING SONG

On By Walter J. WojtanikIn dVerse, Poetic Form, Quadrille (Form), Through the Eyes of a Poet's Heart, Walt's Heartflashes - Poetry8 Comments

Perching on my porch this morning,
things seemed to be at peace
when suddenly without warning,
sing-song sounds would not cease.

Celestial sounds filled the meadow,
no sweeter song playing.
Rings of stars look down on below,
so swell a day for this dawning.

© Walter J Wojtanik – 2022

dVerse Poet’s Pub – Quadrille Monday (Morning)