Flowetry In Motion

These words seep out of the thin midnight and early morning cracks of time in my life. Every day these words release me. Hopefully they do something exciting for you as well.

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Wednesday, July 27, 2005

Opening Encore

Her eyes are huge
her arms are tiny
she is my little girl.

Legs move
lips tight and determined
tell me she is working
hard to run fast
and is enjoying it.

She has a voice
that matches her
frail body and
great big eyes.
It is as though
she is singing
each time she speaks.

I am on my feet
her audience
wanting more.

Kendall Messner C 2005

Tuesday, July 26, 2005

Circle Of Friends

Carry me to the other side
with self fueled pride
The bitching masses can have
They deserve it.

Unless you are in my circle
don't touch me.

Objectivity is an illusion
and I don't need to bounce
my ideas
against your baggage
riddled wall
to see which direction you
send my thought spinning.

I know my ideas
are valid.

-Kendall Messner
Copyright © 2005

Monday, July 25, 2005

Past Sleep

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His hand pressed hers
they walked and talked
got married
had kids

-Kendall Messner
Copyright © 2005


On Fours

-Kendall Messner
Copyright © 2005

Friday, July 22, 2005

Weak End

Thinking Locomotive
Sputtering on Sleep and
Shaking in Chaos

With Weekend the
weakened get simple
Less of everything except sleep and laughter

Must hurry up and do a whole bunch on Fried Day
so that I can relax.

"I think I can"

-Kendall Messner
Copyright © 2005

Monday, July 18, 2005

How About A Drink? -Monologue

You know what makes me mad?
It's the people, the people that just don't get it,
They don't get it don't have a damn clue you know?
Taxes and exercising and driving around in circles
Home and work and home again, like rats
on a treadmill it is a circle..OPEN YOUR EYES...I just want to shake them.
It is like don't you realize,
Yes, I'll have another,
Don't you realize that you are missing the point of
Why you are here?
We are here?
I mean having pets and kids and cars and responsabilities are all fine and well but at some point it has got to be time to look out for you.
That is all I am pure ass saying, and the way you are looking at me I can tell that you don't really agree with what I am saying but isnt that just one more hang up?
Why do we all have to agree on everything to be happy?
Get over it.
I gotta go, kids have soccer, then bills then bed then work....
repeat only about 10,575 times and I will be done.
Can you get this one?

-Kendall Messner Copyright © 2005

Tuesday, July 12, 2005

Morning is broken

Day two after return from vacation
Fresh perspective fills us up.
Time erodes the memories.

Familiar Feeling.

Vacation is a short burst of change
usually designed to be pleasurable
and for some change is really the chief source of this Pleasure.

I enjoyed the new hat
as family fun conductor.

Now I am trying to be the work fun conductor.
without the family or hotels or beaches or eating out or sight seeing or games.

Holding on.

-Kendall Messner
Copyright © 2005

Monday, July 11, 2005


Strawberry stems smeared
with chocolate scattered
in wax drippings on
the mantle.

This morning the kids
don't have an edge.

-Kendall Messner
Copyright © 2005

Wednesday, July 06, 2005

RIP Tide

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