Thursday, June 30, 2005
Few of us
Will etch
A lasting impression
Beyond our one bone dance day.
History and myth
Become one,
And the future
Will have little time for the past.
Will etch
A lasting impression
Beyond our one bone dance day.
History and myth
Become one,
And the future
Will have little time for the past.
Monday, June 27, 2005
It is said
That in the everyday world
We live in three dimensions
But nothing could be further
From the truth.
The mind is constantly
Ferrying us off,
To times and places long since past,
Or to a future that may never happen.
That in the everyday world
We live in three dimensions
But nothing could be further
From the truth.
The mind is constantly
Ferrying us off,
To times and places long since past,
Or to a future that may never happen.
Sunday, June 26, 2005
Storehouse,
There are many forms,
A cord of wood,
A silo.
A battery,
There are many forms,
A cord of wood,
A silo.
A battery,
A bureau,
A buck,
One’s mind,
A loved one,
A friend,
A family,
A neighborhood,
Community,
Nation,
Earth…
One’s mind,
A loved one,
A friend,
A family,
A neighborhood,
Community,
Nation,
Earth…
Saturday, June 25, 2005
The
Vanity of walls
Usurping Providential powers,
Holding back
While holding forth;
Division is a summation of additive subtraction.
Vanity of walls
Usurping Providential powers,
Holding back
While holding forth;
Division is a summation of additive subtraction.
Voluptuous
Granite peaks,
Mammary mountains,
Skywardly inpendulous,
That succor me both near and far,
Scrubbed by cloud and passing shower,
Your shadowed crags and ridges mark the hour.
When my final grain of time comes and passes
Granite peaks,
Mammary mountains,
Skywardly inpendulous,
That succor me both near and far,
Scrubbed by cloud and passing shower,
Your shadowed crags and ridges mark the hour.
When my final grain of time comes and passes
Place me in a valley beneath your cleavage.
Thursday, June 16, 2005
Under the beams of the pavilion roof,
Before the stacked limestone fireplace,
Within site of owls,
Within earshot of none but ourselves,
Speaking of swans and balls and Dublin,
Bending elbows and hearing glass tinkle,
Dipping shrimp in blood red sea sauce,
Petting homage to the great black Dane,
We disinterred Huldah
Only to learn we didn’t know what to do with her,
Before the stacked limestone fireplace,
Within site of owls,
Within earshot of none but ourselves,
Speaking of swans and balls and Dublin,
Bending elbows and hearing glass tinkle,
Dipping shrimp in blood red sea sauce,
Petting homage to the great black Dane,
We disinterred Huldah
Only to learn we didn’t know what to do with her,
So back she went into the same dark ground!
Wednesday, June 15, 2005
Tuesday, June 14, 2005
The Challenge,
Select
Ten words
That encapsulates me:
Honest
Liar,
Powerfully
Vulnerable,
Energetically
Slothful,
Competively
Complacent,
Wide-eyed
Optipest?
Select
Ten words
That encapsulates me:
Honest
Liar,
Powerfully
Vulnerable,
Energetically
Slothful,
Competively
Complacent,
Wide-eyed
Optipest?
Monday, June 13, 2005
We are a mirror
Of own desires,
Maidenhead
Of our own gods,
Sprinkle thy self
And
Genuflect.
Of own desires,
Maidenhead
Of our own gods,
Sprinkle thy self
And
Genuflect.
We are a mystery
To ourselves
And
A mystery
To others.
Just when we think
We know
We change.
We are all
Shooting skeet
In a house of mirrors.
To ourselves
And
A mystery
To others.
Just when we think
We know
We change.
We are all
Shooting skeet
In a house of mirrors.
Sunday, June 12, 2005
We fool ourselves
Holding tight
With anchor
Aspirations
That one can
Walk back
As one walked out
With the world
Unchanged
As if time
Were arrested,
Save the exception,
With anchor
Aspirations
That one can
Walk back
As one walked out
With the world
Unchanged
As if time
Were arrested,
Save the exception,
Of our new experience.
Thursday, June 09, 2005
Metalized Road Song
Rubber, chrome, leather,
Wind, road, land,
Unknown boils the cauldron,
Yahwey's land.
Glad head, glad hand,
Yah, yes, ma'am,
Ya-way or the highway,
Ya, yah, Yah..aaaaa
Rubber, chrome, leather,
Wind, road, land,
Unknown boils the cauldron,
Yahwey's land.
Glad head, glad hand,
Yah, yes, ma'am,
Ya-way or the highway,
Ya, yah, Yah..aaaaa
Friday, June 03, 2005
Shocking
The headline read,
“SCHOOLS TO PHASE TASERS.”
“Tasers!”, I said.
But have things really changed
From my paddle days
With Sister Mary Corporal Punishment?
“That's shocking,
The headline read,
“SCHOOLS TO PHASE TASERS.”
“Tasers!”, I said.
But have things really changed
From my paddle days
With Sister Mary Corporal Punishment?
“That's shocking,
Take that, take that …
For the love of God, boy,
For the love of God, boy,
For the love of God.”
Path Ahead
Old men with faltering steps
Have more trail behind
Then path ahead.
Old women with gobble necks,
Once pert girls,
Now sagging breasts.
Green fields
Will alchemize gold,
Spring, summer, autumn ... cold.
Old men with faltering steps
Have more trail behind
Then path ahead.
Old women with gobble necks,
Once pert girls,
Now sagging breasts.
Green fields
Will alchemize gold,
Spring, summer, autumn ... cold.
Thursday, June 02, 2005
Middle Ground
I've never known total darkness,
Will it blot infinite light?
Yang, yin, hell, heaven,
I've never known total darkness,
Will it blot infinite light?
Yang, yin, hell, heaven,
Devils and gods devine polar playgrounds,
We mere mortals must muddle on middle ground.
We mere mortals must muddle on middle ground.
Wednesday, June 01, 2005
I stand in the glare
of your shadow.
Dance in the trail
of your swirl.
How do I mail
You a kiss,
Or, if need be,
Find you to fax you a frown?
of your shadow.
Dance in the trail
of your swirl.
How do I mail
You a kiss,
Or, if need be,
Find you to fax you a frown?
Spring rain, swollen brook,
Wet is the sound of water,
Tears awash drought.
Wet is the sound of water,
Tears awash drought.
