New Poems by David Thornbrugh, USA

DavidCafeMlynekDavid Thornbrugh is a Ring of Fire poet based in Seattle, Washington, USA. In his poetry, he strives to make sense of existence, and to lessen some of the gloom he feels as the natural world fades further and further into the past and the future looks less and less viable. He finds life without humor not worth the effort, and the idea of being a poet in America pretty funny.

 


 

The New Dispensation

 

White feathers from the chickens

I plucked for lunch drift the kitchen floor:

I am back to the basics, chopping wood

for fuel from the local park,

trapping raccoons for the fur,

home growing my own high.

We pee in pots for the sulphur

to make our own gunpowder.

For electricity, we generate our own

by spinning like dervishes, like politicians,

rub the static from the air by stroking stray cats.

Winter is coming on, and all good citizens

need to be prepared.

Read the rest of the poems here.