People Get Tattoos

People Get Tattoos

People get tattoos

Because

They think that there’s no change,

Because they’re vain, in love…you name it.

Choose

Because they’ve no idea

That what was butt or breast or chest

Firm-formed, de-forms

With ‘budding bicep rose’ becoming

Wrinkled, wilted posy -of-the-elbows.

I suppose it’s all to do with time

And how we throw away prime

Energies, the side- and peepshow

We once worshipped with a gusto.

 

Worn and old.

Tattoo, you are a symbol

Of myopia and youth,

Cockeyed view of truth that lets us down.

 

Still, there always will be those

Who need tattoos – jewelry indelible,

Refusing reason until gusto is disgust.

There’s nothing one can say or do

Except re-sing this blemished tune

For anyone who’ll listen:

Just be witness and abstain.

 

People Get Tattoos 7.20.2002 /1.18.2004

A Sense Of The Ridiculous; Definitely Didactic; Time;

Circling Round Vanities; Circling Round Wrinkles;

Arlene Corwin

I Don’t Like You Death 2006 2013

I Don’t Like You Death

I don’t like you death –

You make things disappear.

You take my bird, my friends,

You leave me here

And then,

You

Take me too.

Take me to

I-don’t-know-where;

Secrets you don’t want to share.

It isn’t fair,

Or is it?

I Don’t Like You Death 11.26.2006

Birth, Death & In Between; To The Child Mystic; Time;

Arlene Corwin

Jag Tycker Inte Om Dig Död

Jag tycker inte om dig död.

Du får saker att försvinna.

Du tar min fågel, mina vänner;

Lämnar mig här

Och sedan tar du mig också.

Tar mig till jag vet inte var.

Hemligheter du inte vill dela

är inte rätt,

Eller är det?

(Swedish translation Kent Anderson)

6.4.2013

Day After (3 versions) 2013

Day After #1

One day

After New Year’s Eve;

Thirteen sun years

After millennium:

Continuation ordinaire,

Nothing changed but numbers.

What makes dates so great?

Why fireworks

To signalize, nay, celebrate

A time that’s anyway here/gone?

I am a yin/yang person

Thinking all the time –

What’s there to make a fuss

About when it’s a fiction?

#2

Day after New Year is

Continuation ordinaire:

Nothing changed except the number.

I‘m a yin/yang, pro-con person

Celebrating time that’s done.

Why the fireworks

When it’s a fiction?

 

            #3        

One day

After New Year’s Eve;

Thirteen sun years after

Millennium:

Continuation ordinaire,

Nothing changed but numbers.

What makes dates so great?

Why the fireworks

To signalize

A time that’s anyway here/gone?

I am a yin/yang person

Thinking all the time –

What’s there to celebrate

When it’s a fiction?

Day After 1.2.2009/2013

A Sense Of The Ridiculous; Birth, Death & In Between;

Circling Round Time; Circling Round Reality;

Circling Round Vanities;

Arlene Corwin

2012 in review Arlene Corwin Poetry have-a-look

The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2012 annual report for this blog.

Here’s an excerpt:

The new Boeing 787 Dreamliner can carry about 250 passengers. This blog was viewed about 1,500 times in 2012. If it were a Dreamliner, it would take about 6 trips to carry that many people.

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Frozen In Time 2010

         Frozen In Time

 The tendency,

The wish to be

The shiny sun of twenty-one

That looked out from

A malleable place

Inside that face

Of innocence and gullibility;

Mute kingdom

Of the ignorant.

One sees the now-jowls,

Howls,

And asks oneself

Would I prefer to be

Time frozen, young forever?

Never!

I know all about it.

I’m re-routed;

More alive than Arlene

Twenty smooth-faced Nover ever

Was.

Circling Round Wrinkles; Circling Round Nature; Pure Nakedness;

Arlene Corwin

© Frozen In Time; 5.1.2010 

Fooling Father Time 2008

        Fooling Father Time

Is Father Time a father?

Really, truly a creator?

A protector?

If it’s true, why do we trick

And flatten out new wrinkles – use the

Twinkly toes on rows of cream and salves?

If he were father, everybody’s kindly father,

Why would life be linear?

Smooth, chubby bodies

Turning skinnier,

Men and women readier

And ready for…their graves?

But we’re ‘worth it’,

Buying l’oreals and restylanes

And product lines to shave the lines

That so-called Father you’re-so-vain Time

Lays on us for what?

The point? There seems no point

In fooling ‘round with, fooling time –

And you don’t have to call him father.

© Fooling Father Time 9.21.2008

Birth, Death & In Between; Circling Round Nature;

Circling Round Wrinkles; Time; Circling Round Vanities;

Arlene Corwin

 

 

Looking At Sean Connery, Eighty 2010

 

Looking At Sean Connery, Eighty

 Looking at Sean Connery

(In magazines my sister in-law gives me)

I think, “Looking good!”

Then I think, “Perhaps that’s ‘cause he

Has a beard.

How easy when you’ve got a beard –

A moustache too.”

When I reach eighty,

Can I be a Connery,

Looking good as Sean?

Moustache, beard are out

(Not that I couldn’t grow one.)

Now to find that inner clout

To keep my world a stage,

Fool age

While wrinkle weighs down

Cheek, jaw, chin.

Fall back on

Substance,

Obvious. yes?

Birthday Book; Circling Round Wrinkles; Circling Round Vanities;  Circling Round Time; Special People, Special Occasions;   Arlene Corwin

© Looking At Sean Connery Eighty 9.20.2010

 

 

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