tHE iNNER eAR

"Every child is an artist. The problem is how to remain an artist once he grows up"
- Pablo Picasso

Student Exercise

M. Hill

"The highest reward for a person's toil is not what they get for it, but what they become by it."
- John Ruskin
http://www.refdesk.com/

Uneasy Sleep

Orphan in space how many more ages will stink from

Blood-stained bullies wiping their mouths with babies’ cries to

Devil-men spraying the air with atomic metal scattering souls like sudden sparrows?

I close my eyes and turn in uneasy sleep.

Sweet Jesus wipe that silly grin off your face and get out of the car.

-Mike Hill

The Inner Ear

"Imagination is more important than knowledge. Knowledge is limited. Imagination encircles the world."
-Albert Einstein
http://www.saturdayeveningpost.com/2010/03/20/archives/post-perspective/imagination-important-knowledge.html

The Inner Ear

"I've years of poems to type up"
-Gregory Corso

The Inner Ear

"No poems can please for long or live that are written by water drinkers."
-Horace

I Sacrifice to the Muse of National Poetry Month

I Dream for You

I am the dreamer of America.

I will dream for you who have no dream,

Lying naked in the sun watching clouds,

Late night writing verse,

Putting down The Wall Street Journal,

Picking up Whitman

My epic will be in a dream of a dream about a dream.


I will dream for you who have no dreams,

Whose dreams were crushed by an insolent hand,

By father, mother, brother or other villain

Who with a word destroyed the future

Of 10,000 dreams you never had.

Dream again your secret dream.


Dreams of little value are packaged for you to consume,

Who have no dreams of your own,

Letting you pretend to be a week-end rebel

Or armchair astronaut.

But I am Superman; I have X-Ray eyes.

I know you because I know myself

And fear neither dream nor thought.


I am the dreamer of America.

If you need a dream come to me.

I will dream America, the Garden of Eden,

Shangri-La, Utopia, The Workers' Paradise

I know you because I know myself.

I will dream of you dreaming of me.

I will read your mind while I sleep.

I will love you in imaginary places,

In sunlit rooms amid memories of lavender bliss,

Walk with you in dreams of love,

Touching naked hearts,

Tender in the beatnik groove of jungle night.


I dream freedom as a free dreamer in America.

I will shout poetry from behind the counter at the drive-thru;

Draw pictures of angels on toilet walls.

I will be swept away;

My canvas will not be swept away.

I will be silenced by roaring winds;

My words will not be silenced by roaring winds.

I will be your dreamer you don't have to do a thing;

I will dream these things for you

For free.



Mike Hill

National Poetry Month

'The Rez,' a Poem by Dennis Tom for National Poetry Month
http://indiancountrytodaymedianetwork.com/2013/04/05/rez-poem-dennis-tom-national-poetry-month-148607

Photo by Richard Steinberger and Matt Normann

A ghostly gas station scene by Richard Steinberger and Matt Normann

for their upcoming photography book

documenting the Cheyenne River Reservation

Coconut Tree

M. Hill

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The Inner Ear

"...the hurricane does not roar in pentameter."

-Kamau Braithwaite

Born Into This

The Inner Ear

"There's no money in poetry, but then there's no poetry in money, either."
-Robert Graves

 

Subliminal Lobotomy

Mike Hill

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Berkeley, Ca. 1982

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March 2013

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