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Welcome to Flot-Con Text: a blog where I release my newest poetry since and as of twentyten. Enjoy! Peace!
Sam Flot

Monday, May 30, 2011

Water On The Moon by flot 2009



Water On the Moon
by Sam Flot - Dedicated to Gil Scott Heron


I got no job, they took my house
But there’s water on the moon
People dying every day
And there’s water on the moon
Swine flu in my city
Swine flu on my block
But there’s water on the moon
Unemployment’s just enough for me
Good thing I aint got kids
Doctor won’t see me
So I aint got that bill
And water’s on the moon
If I cant live on this earth
What good is water on the moon
We have a black man as president
And water on the moon
Country split in between very rich and very poor
All the Isms piled up on the White House door
If I can’t live here on this earth
If my rights don’t mean a thing
What good’s it gonna do me if there’s 
water on the moon?
They bailed out the banks 
And who bails me out?
But there’s water on the moon
Habitats and people can live there now 
Cause there’s water on the moon
They stole my wallet on the street
Right here on the earth
They took my old laptop that had no worth
Laughed and ran then looked and cursed
Sure there might be water on the moon
But that wallet was as empty as ski slopes in June
I know now I will get by
Cause there’s water on the moon
I know each day I can survive 
Cause there’s water on the moon
Got no health plan, no government cheese
But there’s water on the moon
I’m not sure when these wars will end
But there’s water on the moon
Got no job no money no food
But there’s water on the moon
Maybe I’ll just go start anew
Have it all and drink it too
Cause there’s water on the moon!

11.21.0h9

Saturday, May 21, 2011

The Appointment



The Appointment
by sam flot

Hurrying along the edge of the river
Always on the path never straying
Hurrying along insistent on
Meeting some appointed time
Meeting some appointed person
Unclear and indistinct in the details
But hurrying fervently
Regardless of purpose
Regardless of torpor
Regardless of everything
Except meeting this
Hurry up hurry up
To the meeting and
When did I remember this appointment and
What is it about?
With whom am I appointed to
Either be late or meet with?

All I know is I am along the river and
This is my place
Moving though I am
This has been where I always am and
Although I try to hurry along away from here
I still remain here
Maybe I am supposed to oppose
My instinctual reaction and
Resist this hurrying to meet
Some artificial and or unknown deadline
Forced upon me by life
Forced upon me by finances
Forced upon me like
Everyone always assumes I will be
Like the rest of the herd
Unaware that I go against the grain
I am the thread holding the silver lining in place
I am flock-less flying as
The bird flies
With his wings in the air
Only after leaving the ground
Hurrying along the edge of the river flying……..
 Hurrying and now.....
I'm soaring

12.23.ten

Saturday, May 14, 2011

The Gulls Go Skimming



The Gulls Go Skimming
by sam flot

The gulls go skimming
Synchronized in several lines
Over a flat noon ocean and

An occasional wave
Big enough to crash loudly
On the rock I’m sitting on

Would be surfers
Sit on boards
Straddling or paddling
Like a real gone gondola

Seeing everything through
The clean air of a magical day
Crisp and very unhurried

It’s all worth the patient wait
Of stillness developing
Consequential traits


Delusions
Illusions and
Definitive conclusions

Of quiet and stillness and
Patience and slowing down
To
A
Stop


sf @ Pleasure Point 5.2.11