Winter blues

PUPAL under the earth doesn’t like

UNDUE attention, waiting for springtime.

FUGUE in my own self-awareness, waiting for the new:

GRAPH me somewhere on the bell curve of self-doubting.

Joy to the World

PUPAL, Chrysalis state rather, now fulfilled by humble birth.
UNDUE any restraint–all is transformed, and exaltation owed.
FUGUE had run to dissonance, now toward harmony begins to mend.
GRAPH, a sign, a Word, truth and grace made flesh today.

Inertia

INERT on my couch with beer and Pringles I have a

HUNCH I had something important to do today, I

OUGHT to check my calendar but it’s

UNDER that stack of unopened mail, and I can’t even.

Lassitude

I have this slow-steaming HUNCH

UNDER my barely streaming mind that I

OUGHT to get up and make something of

the day, but I’m prone to be INERT. 

Noble Gas

INERT or noble gas, so-called for aloof sufficiency.
HUNCH: the Greeks or Buddhists affected naming.
OUGHT non-connection, non-involvement be deemed noble?
UNDER suffering’s duress, monads beckon serenely—serene as the void.