Lately I do not seem to be a verb
Like Buckminster Fuller,
And that is because
I seem to be a tense,
Present tense,
To be exact,
Which is to say
That I exist in the present
(Which we all do)
But the distant past
Is a hazy landscape
And the middle ground
Dimly seen,
While short term
Is a
Total blank.
The future is the future
And of course
Does not exist
And I don’t either in that
Distant land
Because
The present is all I have
For the present.
For the present.
Dan Verner
March 18, 2016
Biscuit City 
Reblogged this on In My Life.
Another great poem, Dan. That’s all.
Thanks so much, Colleen. Your encouragement and support mean so much to me, especially when you consider that I call you “Idaho Tater,” “Comma Queen,” and worse. I’m so ashamed…; ^ )