Making Sense

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Renel Plouffe Jackson
http://www.jacksonpointart.com

What do you make
of all this craziness
The world grows wild
[a truffle under the oaks]
periodically to pop up as
if to say I’m still here!
Smell all this decay!
Savor me sautéed!

Out off the coast
a polyethylene fleet
swirls like a hurricane
even as the oil wells pump
more crude into our veins
Inside the penthouses
bankers play poker
with human chips

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About Peter Notehelfer

I'm a retired people person who now finds the time to watch the little details of the world without worrying about being watched by anyone . . . I live on an Island north of Seattle with my wife named Ellen, a yellow dog named McGee, a yellow cat named Gatzby, and four fine chickens . . . I read fiction, bake bread, smoke salmon, and fish whenever the weather allows . . . Oh, and yes, I try to write a poem every day simply to avoid senility!
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5 Responses to Making Sense

  1. Peter, this couldn’t be any more true :(

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  2. kiwiskan says:

    shared on facebook…

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