JF Mingione: writings

Saturday, March 1, 2014

SHAMAN He lights up a stogie And with a mouthful of brandy Sprays it on his patient The exorcism seems to work If you believe You are a part of that culture Me, I’m smoking my pipe And not letting good brandy Go to waste So why do I now feel I can shed my skin And meet my inner path And not exactly... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, February 17, 2014

QUEST Time to find the inner scale the outer has become shake-worthy the mind opts to travel as long as there are paths to follow Perhaps all this is known before seeking dimension: A story must record itself within its outer form Is there another way to have a life? Tedious the chore, but but I... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, August 27, 2013

Beeezes that stir a memory

Breezes that stir a memory Of curtains long forgotten When shadows creep along forgotten walls And the arrows of Noon start Whispering their silence There’s nothing eternal about a hot summer’s day Except that which cannot be forgotten When the earth stretches out with a little sigh And even the... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, August 18, 2013

THE ROAD TO SEX

IF I COULD HAVE SEX ALL DAY I’D PROBABLY GET VERY CONFUSED ALL THE ZINK WOULD BE DRAINED FROM MY BODY AND I’D SEE THE SUN AS THE MOON THEN I’D BE THE LAST MINER IN CAMP TO WATCH MY BONES FALL APART MY TONGUE WOULD WIND UP IN MY SKULL AND THAT’S WHEN MY EYES WOULD POP OUT NO, THE ROAD TO SEX IS NOT... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, August 13, 2013

Time no marches Thru igloo Who says, “The Bean Bag is King?” If I had a thought I’d say so And send it to To whom it may concern If I were still talking to myself Which I’m not Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, July 17, 2013

So What!

I got lost yesterday Because I couldn’t find my wormhole Not that this seemed important I just started wondering How I’m going to find my way back I don’t know why things seem To be what they are Just to confuse me Could there be another melody? I got lost yesterday Because I needed to find myself... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, June 20, 2013

Oh Love Oh War Must everything Become what it is? And if there’s tomorrow What is this taste of today So suddenly recalled without asterisk? Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, April 12, 2013

A Poem of Words I have a poem of words Within me Seeking the destiny Of language To make something clear To me I never understood in words The light of language Pristine before it’s spoken Is only what it is And then the words happen Trying to express a thought That might contain all of us Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, April 6, 2013

Why does anything have to be something? And why must anything be what it is? And doesn't anything have to come from someplace? But if nothing precludes the mystery where things come from, must I deside, today where I begin? Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, December 25, 2012

The Proof of my Existence The world’s too big for me I should live in my shoe Or be a turtle carrying My house upon my back I can’t love everyone Not all at once That’s why there’s God Because somebody’s got to do it But experience is everything So, I’m here living in my shoe Trying to measure the... Sign in to see full entry.

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