Ultrabamification

Everyday I encounter enemies of the imagination and so am constantly seeking to acquire a repository of weapons to free the mind.

Never mind the subtle beat on the door - 
Dust, air, and debonair thoughts 
Of spreadsheet colors and the developer's prayer book 
Keep leathery slippered feet in the here and almost now. 

Never mind the crisp whistle of boiling Minnesota 
Water - buoyant musings linger in suspension, preaching 
This morning's flavor to an open browser, 
Soft finger tips, and a tenacious desire to know. 

Don't bother about obstinate oil leaks, tablet-shattering 
Youngling banshees, trap-ridden hallways, insatiable 
Inboxes, and uncouth reflections appearing in oil-streaked 
Four-inch screens. Never mind it all and let the mind indulge 
Ultrabamification

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I like the way you use words. I had to read a few times for the pleasure of the statements. I like your thoughts and places you took me in the poem. A good writer take the reader to a better or different place. You did. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Larry Dyson]

I like this comment..."constantly seeking to acquire a repository of weapons to free the mind" Laury

[Chandradhish Ghosh]

I really like this...freedom of a worriless mind...