Poems of Lee Gelis
|1.||Don't Forget About Me||11/18/2013|
|4.||He sits alone||5/3/2013|
|5.||History, Time, and Tango||3/30/2013|
|6.||If All the World Were Lost||3/14/2014|
|7.||Instructions For A Portrait||1/24/2014|
|8.||I've Written This Before||3/28/2013|
|9.||L'appel du Vide||3/27/2013|
|10.||Life is Like a Game of Trivial Pursuit||3/28/2013|
|11.||Middle School Soup||9/7/2013|
|13.||My Hands Are Not Red||3/27/2013|
|14.||Oh Yes, Bukowski||10/22/2013|
|15.||Paradox Plug In||3/28/2013|
|16.||Red Rum Runs Red||1/16/2014|
|19.||Tell Me About It||3/28/2013|
|20.||The People, Just People||3/27/2013|
The People, Just People
Do not worry, little human, for the storm shall soon pass
Among the storm clouds, battling amongst each other;
Their anger and sweat our cause of misery;
Our sense of impotence, and despair.
But soon their time shall pass, as they have wasted away their breath
Shouting over each other, clashing against their nature.
And us, sweet us, we shall see the sun again.
All our miseries to be exposed and when we see them
They are missing, a fear of empty words.