Publishing?

Who can fill me in on self publishing vs finding a publisher?  I’m finding that this can be overwhelming.  booguloo@outlook.com… Thanks in advance for your information and support.

My Reality

When I start I have no idea why
Words sputter in and out multiply
Now and again they pop out freely
No rhyme or reason or boundaries

Are you sensing my reality now
I have a strong commitment to vows
The promises that I keep aloud
Are the ones my conscience allows

© 2015 Michael Yost 06/26

Forever When I Awake

Forever continues when I awake
On my first cup of coffee and heart aches
Walking down off the porch and to the lake
Reeling in the beauty of what to make

My time is now mine with no boss a round
Enjoying my freedom and the things I found
Something’s I keep in the foreground
But most is hid in my secret underground

I’ve said too much and they’ll try and find
All my secrets I keep deep in my mind
They say I’m crazy and keep me confined
Now watch me manipulate humankind

© 2015 Michael Yost 06/26

 

Go Ask Alice

Hey can you hear or see me today
I’m in the looking glass with Alice
My image’s captured I have to stay
As long as I’m here with no malice

She’s five foot six and I think you know
Logic and proportions are fading
Look in her glass as my image goes
There’s nothing to see if it’s breaking

A hookah needs to stay a whole bowl
But inhaled to the size of a mole
It’s just Carlos Castaneda’s soul
Smoking everything naturale

© 2015 Michael Yost 06/25

Abandoned (Dad Who?)

After nine months in and nine months out
You stole away a coward without a shout
A mother of forty a son in her arms
When you left that day you stole all their charms
Going to work now I will be back tonight
When the door slammed shut you took off in flight
Abandoned alone in a cold water flat
She knew in her heart you wouldn’t be back

 

© 2015 Michael Yost 06/21

Let’s Make Him Squeal

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Why do you cry
Please dry your eyes
Sorry he left
Don’t speak of death

You cut your wrist
He’ll laugh dismissed
Know my love’s real
Let’s make him squeal

More are chasing
Him for patching
Their broken hearts
For a fresh start

Let’s dry your eyes
Breathe deep and sigh
It’s good he left
Let’s whisper death

© 2015 Michael Yost 06/21

This Then That

Can’t get no satisfaction

Not locking in on anything

Adrift on the wind caprice

Fourth line slips; like a greased pig

I started to change myself talk

Gaining new strength with every word

This is truly who I am today

I don’t need another cure

Versifying verifies our voice

The voice that holds us up high

As long as we write down our words

They’ll define who we are and we’ll not die

© 2012 Michael Yost 05/12

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