3 Poems by Chad Horn

EARTH ON MY RADAR (PRAYING FOR A PEACEFUL PASSING)

I imagine that there are great wars down there
Dramas being played out on-and-off-stage
Pollution/ Revolution in the air
Penned-up prisoners with their pent-up rage
Domestic squabbles, civil uprisings
Reading groups all on a different page
Rigged election results            (unsurprising)
Peaceful sit-ins and violent protests
Lack of charity, too much chastising
Middle-age blues and Middle-East unrest
Workers on strike and partners being struck
Middle class neighbors financially stressed
Passing time, passing gas, and passing the buck
I shall wave in passing, (with any luck)

 

ISOLATION PHYSICS 101

sealed: enclosed          invisible barrier
grounded in alternate reality
lunatic fringe friends   more the merrier
no worse the wear, (despite brutality)
vitality versus mortality
energy, art, ideas suppressing
abnormality? (triviality)
striving to push, constantly regressing
ground-crew perplexed: gotta keep em’ guessing

anything pushed eventually moves
(it’s the constant pushing        so depressing)
yet I push till my position improves
observing all time-space’s ebb and flow
staring out a pi-shaped cockpit window

 

CURTAINS FOR A ROUND WINDOW

So out of sorts. Feel like a foreigner
in my own cockpit-home so small and round
with only one window and no corner
where buttons and dials and gauges surround
where journal pages float freely/ unbound
where stray light rays are constantly bending
where apparitions astound! And confound
where colors, scents, and music are blending
where dull-static-noise is neverending
where jolts frighten! And vibration unnerves

where night is ascending or descending
where my prayers bounce around and off the curves
where all is measured in angles and arcs
including (soon to be) parting remarks