mistakenly autobiographical

My name is dana

and i'm from Detroit.

And it ain't s**t.

And the irony is

that there are a lot

of 'ain't' s**t

places in America.

When I ride

the bus to the south

to see my grandmother

I see out the window

corn fields

and wheat fields and cows

that may, like the cartoons I've  watched,

moo. But since the windows

don't open you imagine it.

The sound I mean,

coming from the make believe cows.

Who condones make believe

animals in a world of many;

wrong destinations,

unmarried females, misunderstood

and underfunded churches on

every corner. You'de  think

you were in heaven.

But no Jesus grabs your hand

before you explode

and no God stores food

for you

under the steps.

Reviews

[Bacchus]

Your voice and writing is pretty awesome...
very unique- and not the bit cliche...
refreshing- will be reading you for sure.

[h d e rushin]

it's always a pleasure to wake up to kind words...thank s again Bacchus.....dana

[Coyote Poetry]

You are amazing dear Poet. I'm from Detroit too. I love my old city. Not perfect. I was born on Cass Ave. and I hope for the city to come back. It is. I saw the good days of the early sixties and I hope for better days. Good people still live in the city. No perfect people. Just us trying to survive. No easy road for anyone. Thank you for sharing your powerful and worthwhile words.
Coyote

[h d e rushin]

I had no idea Coyote you were from Detroit.....Now I love your poetry even more lol....thank you for those kind words my friend....dana

[Coyote Poetry]

Yes I'm. I live in Clinton Twp now. I ran away from Detroit in 1976 to join the Army. Came back to her in 2000. My mother still lived on Hereford and you are welcome.

[Lyn Anderson]

This was a great one for me to pick up on my return. Wonderfully clever and descriptive. I could see two dimensional cows in the fields ... I am thinking the use of you'de is intentional -- such complexities you weave into language and structure. I much enjoyed this journey. x. silver is right.

[h d e rushin]

thank you so much KL.....for those kind words..dana

[m.s.early]

Your keen knack for describing intimate caveats of life is obvious here.

Mine is just the opposite, the country mouse in the big city for the first time, amazed that it looks just like it does on TV except you can't smell the garbage on the street from the flat screen.

[h d e rushin]

thanks x for those wonderful observations my friend....Missed you....dana

[Shae]

I feel the struggle. So many unrealistic dreams ,hopes , and things out there. But never stop dreaming Dana ! Nice work.

[h d e rushin]

thank you so much Shae for stopping in to visit.......dana

[emmajoy]

There's thought and imagination, truth and intelligence in this write, dana. You don't make.believe, you know how it is - no need to knock down walls or light blazing fires. Life alters, we humans try not to but.. we can't stop that cliche-d rot single--handed.. Maybe it's time to cross roads and boundaries in stead of pouring poison down the sink.

[h d e rushin]

thank you emmajoy for those kind remarks.....I must admit to being absent for a few days while that crazy person returned to say those awful things...I love and miss you.....dana

[writing mojo]

Yes this could be truly be the beginning of the great decay, hopefully Madame Curie will come in conversation so much that she is summoned up from the ground and bestows the heavenly activity in her isotope coma leaving us with a new solution to this elemental cause with less then half-life...excellent piece

[h d e rushin]

sometimes (and you now this better than anyone here) you have to just strip off your clothes
and lay on the bathroom floor. The pattern that the tiles leave on your back is all
the poetry that's necessary.....if you know what I mean....thanks brother....dana

[Terpsichore]

This world of ours is rushing by too fast and stuff that really matters is slipping off the edges like the place really is flat.

Keep on imagining, for as Ed says, your voice speaks for millions.

T

[h d e rushin]

thank you T....love you,,dana

[W.k.kortas]

I was, oddly enough, taken to the old Simon and Garfunkel song (that as opposed to the new ones, hmm?) "America", which equally oddly features the lyric "Michigan seems like a dream to me now"--but that song is, as was too often Rhymin' Simon's want, a pretty navel-gazing thing; that has never been your wont, no deep self-examination without meshing it with something greater, and that is all over this piece. Perhaps it is "mistakenly autobiographical" because it is all of our stories.

[h d e rushin]

so true wk..it is the story shared by all of us...thank you for those kind remarks....dana