Joseph DeMarco Poems
|41.||Serenity Later Prayer||12/20/2014|
|42.||My. Blue. Heaven||4/13/2014|
|43.||The Browns' Dinner Party||4/28/2014|
|44.||Ode To The Duckdive||12/14/2007|
|45.||Dear Miss Rigby,||1/1/2009|
|47.||St. Valentine's Day Massacre||8/7/2009|
|48.||Literal And Figurative||4/8/2008|
|49.||I Met A Young Girl, She Gave Me A Rainbow||5/26/2010|
|50.||Still Life With The Lorax||5/10/2010|
|51.||Mother Culture's Lullabye - The Culling Song||7/24/2014|
|52.||We Can'T Work It Out||3/19/2015|
|53.||Rainy Day In Baseballland||10/12/2007|
|54.||The Forgetful Fisherman||1/1/2009|
|55.||Huckleberry Finn's Raft||1/1/2009|
|56.||Dancing With Dragonflies||6/28/2013|
|57.||The Persistence Of Memory||10/26/2010|
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The Persistence Of Memory
We all hear the internal clock ticking,
A self-contained Doomsday device,
Melting like a candle in the desert heat
Shaded by our consciousness,
We try to ignore the Fun House mirrors
That manipulate our memory.
Our minds as flat as pancakes
Are screaming for persistence
And there's something that looks slightly like a deflated goose on the sand.
Our memories are not real
They happen to be past-tense fantasies
Reality souped-up on steroids
Hounding us like a dog
we bargain with memory
and give in to its demands.
Tapping The Energy
'I'm Never alone
I'm alone all the time, ' says The voice out of nowhere.
I'm sitting reading by myself in the woods.
I'm not sure if The voice is recurring radio waves or there is actually a being talking to me.
I look up into a clear blue sky.
I look around.
There is no one around.
'The answer is simple
The question not so attainable, ' The voice says