Oh Yes — National Poetry Month

Oh Yes

there are worse things than
being alone
but it often takes decades
to realize this
and most often
when you do
it's too late
and there's nothing worse
than
too late. 

by Charls Bukowski
courtesy poem hunter

Poetry Wednesday: cats and you and me

cats and you and me

the Egyptians loved the cat

were often entombed with it
instead of with the child
and never with the dog.

and now
here
good people with
the souls of cats
are very few

yet here and now many
fine cats
with great style
lounge about
in the alleys of
the universe.

about
our argument tonight
whatever it was
about
and
no matter
how unhappy
it made us
feel

remember that
there is a
cat
somewhere
adjusting to the
space of itself
with a calm
and delightful
ease.

in other words
magic persists with
or without us
no matter how
we may try to
destroy it

and I would
destroy the last chance for
myself
that this might always
continue.

by Charles Bukowski

from The Night Torn Mad with Footsteps. © Black Sparrow Press, 2001. 

Courtesy of The Writer's Almanac