Sunday, May 29, 2011

Situation, Normal...

It's as true as true can get,
truth will set you right.
I descend from a long line of idiots,
In my grandchild, the trend persists.

I school him because to send him back
to Public School, Ghetto 101,
may be the nail that seals his fate.
He might wind up in jail, an inmate's bitch.

I strive to teach him the advantages of being law-abiding.
For idiots in particular, the best option is to be law-abiding.
I know of what I speak, for I too am an idiot,
one who most of the time manages to pass for reasonable.

My secret - be still and observe the action all about.
Obey the rules of traffic and of common courtesy.

Do No Harm

I've heard it said, the devil shows the bait but not the hook.
Same applies to the medical establishment where misery is farmed,
and not cured, so that high priced tickets may always be paid.

Love Alone Saves

Be concerned for your own soul.

Saturday, May 28, 2011

20 Minutes of Warning

It was a kind of rapture.
A whirlwind hovered over the town of Joplin,
and pulled people out their cars through windows,
never unfastening their seat belts.

Friday, May 27, 2011

R for Radius

The radius of radio,
the radio of circumference,
the expanding sphere of influence
telephone and television and tweeter ever after

Follow The Formula

How to brush your teeth, if there is no formula.
Procedure is also a matter of formula.

Submission to procedure and execution of formula,
success is simple.

Failure ignores the simple.
Question the obvious.

Look for the hidden.

Tears

Tears in the morning after coffee
Love has many forms of expression
Knowledge hurts and joy overwhelms

Wobble Factor

Wobble is infancy, old age is wobble.
Wobble foretells a planet in trouble.
Wobble is the beginning of travel.

Thursday, May 26, 2011

Gratitude

The truest poeming I could do
is in accidenting upon yours
and responding.

Wednesday, May 25, 2011

Work Redeems

It's not my name nor what's in my name,
for possessions entail more loss than profit

My craftsmanship only do I take personal

Monday, May 23, 2011

No Reality

The reality of the situation was that her husband was impotent.
To her it was a no reality, because we women are always ready to go.
His reality was different. Dirty sex is what aroused him most.
To her this, too, was a no reality, because we women want intimacy,
and exclusivity mainly, and in orgies that doesn't work.

Disappointment and Affirmation

How grand it would have been for the world to have ended two days ago.
It was for me a disappointment, still the affirmation was clear.
Believe no man, especially them armed with ancient textbooks.

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Preparation and Prevention

They who do not prepare the foods they ingest,
such as in cutting onions, garlic, ginger and so forth,
deprive themselves of the medicinal properties
of raw manual contact with the juices of nutrition.

WARNING: Don't mess with hormonal and genetically tampered ingredients.

Tuesday, May 17, 2011

Why Not?

They order him dead, 'cause he's more problematic caged
than hole in his dead. The question begs;
should not have Saddam Insane received similar treatment,
or for that matter Adolf Hitler had he not suicided?

Why knot!

Still life, still born

A pearl under wraps,into a near death experience I faded,
which from eye-jolt awoke, a new perspective on life under my belt.

Though a photo be authentic, the elements might not work entirely,
you might need to go back to the negative and print it

It's for real, art is manipulation!

Love of Masterpiece

Can masterpieces be accomplished without authors
sacrificing a good deal of themselves?

The same with love affairs that surpass by leagues
the cheap one night stand.

Time is the plow,
earth is the mother.

Same old same ole

History is a habit and habits are hard to break.

The Ultimate Reality Show

Poor Republicans, so late in the season,
and can't find a convincing candidate.

The Great Republican hope to run against Obama
might be for them to draft a smart black woman.

Win At Last

if i never sin again,
the accusations made against me, to date,
ain't worth a godless damn

Monday, May 16, 2011

Straight out, politically incorrect

The one thing you'll never see nor hear on TV
is gay guys and gals exiting their closets straight.

Lust and Panic

Of sometimes similar origin,
it is that extra something in superficiality
which suddenly causes a sensory implosion.

Saturday, May 14, 2011

Message

What do I know of the woman
I see her mirrored in photographs,
as real as blood-soaked cloths
and yet in her, somewhere in her,
is hope true love exists.
Her eyes glow of camp fires
and nights forgotten no one knows.

Friday, May 13, 2011

Passion

It has nothing to do with whether you can afford it.
It has everything to do with the strength of desire.

Line up the dots and go for it!
Exclamation points are launching pads.

Rule of Beak

The robins wait on you to dig,
and do not fret that you pick slow
nor should your spouse be bothered by your aging.

The Earth is older than anyone.

In Garden

I have a garden of thoughts in words,
that play in shadows as in light,
that flies the fancy in bright, brave day,
and knows no fear in whispered night,
that whistles no one wrong,
and to the lowly worm
extends a helping hand.

Mind Heart Speak

To think like The Christ,
one must love like the Jesus

Prince Cosmos

The Sun imparts life to the planet
Mankind's mission is to integrate the planetary forces.
Through such integration, equilibrium shall be established.

Believe. Hurricanes can be harvested.

Why not?

They order him dead because a hole in his head
is much less a problem than hog-tie him and parade him in a cage.

So the question begs, ought not Saddam Hussein been treated the same,
or for that matter Der Fuhrer had he not suicided?

The answer to that, a resounding, why knot!

Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Weapons of Choice

Her hair let down, her gun belt off,
she could sex like any caveman,
and thereafter be pretty and nice.

What is nice?
Though questionable,
she could be.

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

Cure All

Outsmart the pharmaceutical giants,
deprive the physicians of collateral damage,
tell the morticians to suck on lemons.

Rest, sunshine and H2O is all the medicine you might need.
When you go to the well to quench your thirst,
recharge the H and the O,too, with psychic energy from the All About.

A Woman of Leisure

I'm in no rush.
I'm a woman of leisure.
When I was a kid I packed a rod,
but since my retirement my pistol is my index finger.

Instant Wall Street

Walmart is always up to date with the numbers.
Visit it's beer and wine aisle.

If Guinness Stout costs more than when you bought some,
the dollar is falling. A falling dollar is a good time
to play the stock market.

But if you really want peace of mind, hoard gold
and forget you've done so own.

Monday, May 9, 2011

The Mood on Earth

You know that things for your are changing
when Mozart's music strikes you as annoying.

Sunday, May 8, 2011

We Did It Our Way

I left you the record collection.
You left me nothing.
No hard feelings, I am content.

Saturday, May 7, 2011

Hours of Operation

today home i go
in life dieing, to dieing live
where here i am, there to be

Pebble Island

The old lady, the retired warrior,
no longer the plunder of villages,
no longer an AK-47 slung to her shoulder,
no longer the spy in bars frequented by soldiers,
her favorite haunts are now the Gwinnett nurseries,
where she selects plants to adorn her pebble garden.

A Fiber Rich Diet

You know you are eating right
when your garbage can is half-filled on collection days,
and you're evacuating like an elephant.

Monday, May 2, 2011

Was It A Coincidence?

Was it a coincidence that two days after the William and Kate event
Osama Bin Laden should be killed. No, it was not a coincidence!
We Americans are respectful of the British House,
and would not pre empt on purpose a two billion people viewing
of the Royal Bash.

Was it a coincidence that at the climax moment of Donald Trump's
Celebrity Apprentice, his hit show should be pre empted
that to the nation it could be announced
Osama had finally been taken out Damn, I love our President!
It's high time we had a president street smart!

Sunday, May 1, 2011

Romantic Garden

A well crafted poem is kin to a romantic garden,
hidden compartments not seen all at once.
With changing lighting, new forms are revealed.

Luster and gloom mark the hours.

At ground level there are other fields of vision.
Fragrances waif nosegays of altar.
In canopy openings, celestial clockworks fly over.

True Confessions

It is choice, under certain circumstances,
to kill men, and let lowly snakes slither away.