I Will Explode

I Will Explode
by Carl Josehart

I will explode
one day
from suits too tight
to breathe
and shirts starched
to smooth out creative
wrinkles
and offices too ordered
to find the truth
among files filled with facts
but no useful information
about life
too short not to be lived
each day
precious
moments
and opportunities
slip away
routine
beckons
like that comfortable corner of the couch
that seems to
sap energy
and fits comfortably
no reason to rise
no call to action
save
the deep
cry
struggling to be heard
through TV ads
and delinquent bills

I will explode
one day
and splatter
creativity
on a regimented world
a barrage of color
will rain on black and white
nine-to-five


via Daily Prompt: Overworked

The Measure of a Life

Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes
Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Moments so dear
Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes
How do you measure – measure a year?

(from RENT – Seasons Of Love, by Jonathan Larson)


The Measure of a Life

by Carl Josehart

contrary to popular belief

we are rich in time
but poor in choosing

rich in intention
but poor in action

rich in dreams
but poor in waking

rich in wishing
but poor in acting

may the new year bring an abundance of
choosing wisely
acting with intent
waking to building our dreams
acting on the wishes of our heart

measuring our lives
not in minutes
but in memories