100 Monkeys

A hundred monkeys on a pole,
each with a bar of soap.
Woe to the monkeys who slip

Ready to Die is Ready to Live

In order for thinking animals to be healthy
they should practice serenity daily

Words and thoughts must not to be wasted.
Idle words foster insecurity

A skilled fighter does not throw punches at the air
Vanity, arrogance, fear and hatred  block the senses

Ready to die is ready to live 
Be clear as running water

Bride, Knight and Broom

Bountiful, magnificent Day
arrayed in plates of transparent armor

invites the hills to play at war
and the seas to swim

Let everything fly and everything sing.
We are tethered to cosmos as puppets to strings.

Clarity and Precision

One man's belief can be another superstition.
Believe in what serves your purpose

Give no credence to gimmicks
Smash mirrors left and right
how can that change your luck?

I gamble, yes, when gamble I must.
My faith is a game of chance in hope.

Proximity and Distance

If you're poor, be wealthy in humility
as Jesus was both poor and wealthy.

If you're rich, be poor in spirit
There is a way to the attainment of .perfection.

She Was A Ship

Her belly ripped, her ribs in pieces, her kitchen wares scattered far and wide,
her wheel house crooked, leaning hard, there she lies a mile down.
She was a ship

Off the coast of South America
where the Orinoco flows into the Atlantic
a periscope waits like a one eye monster.

Then a grey spot appears on the grey horizon
which provokes the U boat captain to turn his cap backwards.
and  wait some more.

The Freighter Soraya in perfect profile,
a torpedo is dispatched to her midship.
It hits and sends the ship into a frenzy of fireworks.

Naturally, the crew on the submarine celebrates.
In war, you either celebrate periodically or sigh endlessly.
In the murky bottom there she lays.  She was a ship the goblins eat.

Angels We Have Heard

Roads talk to drivers from divers directions,
floor boards, pedals, rear view mirrors
and the seats of our pants.

No driver needs to drive the long stretch lonely.
Thanks be to the angel on board, the faithful copilot.
GPS.  Glory to technology in the highest.