Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

frustration takes many forms
it sits in the stomach till it blasts out in a scream
CDs fly
shoes untie in the middle of a rampage

telephones answer in electronic drones
nobody homes when somebody's needed
time runs out when a little more would suffice

a pile of obstacles lie in one's path
frustration takes on weight of wrath

calm cool
sounds like a fool
when life is so obviously urgent

too many balls juggled
too many falls
too much
too loud
too impotent

frustration cloys
air passages clog
impossible choices
again come the voices

you should, you could've
you need, you didn't
you, you,
the voices nag
the voices, the chorus of voices

frustration
like a claustrophobic cubby hole
joy withers, the walls close in
frustration


judih
(dedicated to my son, A)

dec 14/05

cd's that were
flying in march
should have been
the signal,

taking a vacation
from frustration,
and always trying
so hard.

time runs out when a little more would suffice

and always trying
so hard

No time to try
Barely time to do it

We are what we do.

frustration caught in mid flight by martial arts master o mind kung fu karma.......

frustration
when one more thing
can only make you laugh

we search for more

When the eye reconnoiters for what is pleasing to the heart,
Not searching just random appearances of the beauty of a woman
I never know where she will appear
Resignation slides in to displace the frustration
Karma such strange karma
A priestly putz
I always leave them laughing when I go

lying within expectations
in a world where we'll
never win, all ya can
do is laugh................