Nature's Smarts

Nature does not care if you are ostrich,
hummingbird, or canary.
We are what we are. Only function matters.
Serena Williams, Susan Boyle, Sarah Palin

Dark Energy

Whereas a Jew is a Jew at birth,
Muslims are Muslims by nature,
and Christians are Christians by Grace.

I judge no one, but me.

What's Hospital?

House of complaints is hospital.
Inhospitable is hospital. The strap you a bed.
They stuff they your mouth with tubes and pills.

Morgue's waiting room is hospitable.

Reorder your priorities, friends,
and be spared the waiting tunics
with anxious scalpels to cut you up.

Somewhere a glass slipper for us

We're never too old to learn,
never too old to change.
New tricks, old dogs might not learn
but nothing binds us, sisters,
to continue to behave like bitches.

Body Language

The posture of drivers in front on the cell
is that of one arm morons sucking their thumbs.

Wounded Eye

His death-day is upon us again, something to cheer about. In 34 years,
we'll celebrate the 100th year since the suicide of he and wife.
We can't get enough of him already, thanks to the movies,
thanks to the greatest war ever fought, thanks to the Holocaust.

He had the hands of a dainty lady, but he was flabby and bottom heavy.
His grooming was impeccable, and though he raved about Aryan blond
and beautiful, he was dark in comparison to his racial group,
and his nose was distinctly North African.

Were it not for his dreams of a thousand year Reich,
who knows when Israel might have been reestablished.
For sure, had he won the war we'd all be dead
or speaking German.

History's vision is singular,
but its eye bleeds intermittent.
Worst yet,
the cyclops has no heart.

Explosive

Though insects outnumber us many, many times over,
the collective passing of insect gas
can not be compared to ours.
I've heard it said, however,
that if the cows in India were eliminated,
climate warming would be reduced considerably.
I suppose the same goes for the sheep in New Zealand.

That;s Great!

Seek to accomplish the task of the day and retire.
The hidden eye might be discovered,
inspiration might mistake you for a genius.
Return to zero and move on.

Action Required

They who reason know when and how to delay answers.

Measure for Measure

You approach perfection in the measure of service.
Serve fools and delinquents,
and prove yourself more flawed than they.

1-2-3, Gravity

From eye of the eagle to horizon the hills,
the forest is sea
the see-mist lifts.

Eyes have pupils; pupils have minutes;
minutes, degrees. Trees bear fruit in degrees as well
as demonstrated in emerging seedlings.

Neath apple bout
about to drop,
Isaac Newton thinks of me.

Jobs

Who on behalf of personal pursuits
burn midnight oil and sacrifice
health, humor and shorter work weeks,
should have nothing to regret,
or is the tradeoff at the end for nil?

Double Standard

There's much alarm.
A hurricane's blowing up the coast.
Air and water are doing their thing
like we do to air and water.

Charity begins with me.

On the altar of form
where things deformed
may be reformed
or vice the worser,
I here do pledge:
to tickle my readers
to death instead
than depress them on and on
with re-tellings of navel gazing.

Forest Walker

I love the jungle.
I know its paths.

The So-called Logic of Waves

The logic of waves speaks in beats,
pauses, rises
and descends.

The logic of waves tethers the surf
captures the moment,
or breaks free from a hold.

Do you want to understand the Market?
Look for the logic of waves.
Do you want to find your pulse?

Look at Eve or Adam strip.
Which brings us to a primal question: What is logic?
If you do not know, you may google it!

Adorable

Elders to kinder, nobody but nobody dresses.
On ceremonial occasions, the guys weave grass skirts,
and swish in them the lights fantastic.

The girls, on the other hand, wear no ornaments,
except bee wax stuck to their foreheads
to which are affixed white and fluffy stork feathers..

Zoe tribal structure is matriarchal.
While the boys fish, hunt, and do the dishes
the women brew beer and knead bagels.

When a damsel reaches the age of majority,
she may wed up to four hubbies, the younger the better.
Thereafter, all parties share equally in the raising of babies.

When hunt time is good, the villages party hardy.
The women break out the kegs, and their skirted guys enter dancing.
In this society, women do not gaze into the eyes of men not espoused to them.

Thus, the ladies hold the beer jugs behind them
as the hopping fellows approach (their peanut-size penises knotted in ribbons)
stomping the dickins out of the dirt with feet and bamboo poles half their height.

Then, in the orgasmic crest of crescendo
the boys shake vigorously the jugs extended to them
so Earth Mother gets first drink.

To note: The beer does not intoxicate,
having about a .75 alcoholic contents.
The goal is not to get bombed out of your gourd,

but rather to induce vomit and exodus of possibly evil spirits,
thereby, avoiding the future spread of illness
to the community;

the logic being that a gallon of native prevention
beats by a mile a teaspoon white man's medicine,
even if imported from Germany.

These primitives are amongst the earth's most adorable peoples.
They love their children, don't abuse spouses,
and would never ever dream of suing for separation and/or divorce.

Neither do they celebrate bloody deities of any kind.
They adhere to the teachings of mythological Founding Father,
who supposedly visited from a far out orb,

to instruct the Zoe how they should conduct themselves in public and private
in order to live in harmony with the canopy monkeys
and the birds they periodically net and do eat,

for verily, Man does not live by bread and beer alone.
but also by the goodness
imbedded in animal protein.

Thou Shalt Not Shy

Freedom has a price and it's call continued vigilance.
Be forewarned: There are poets and poetesses amongst us
who use the Forum to disrupt and undermine.

We have studied the structures of their stanzas,
we have decoded their verses between the lines.
Proof positive, they convey subversive plans to foreign agents!

These poets and poetesses are fixing to blowup installations,
to bring interstate commerce to a stoppage. These traitors
must be identified to the FBI right here, right now!

We lovers of poetry pure and patriotic,
we true believers in law and conformity,
must be ever vigilante and train to be vigilantes.

Alice in Break-a-Leg

The animal we art, reflects,
for mirror has no heart that hart does not engage.
The music we compose, acoustic architecture;
the modern paintings, angular dysfunction.

Shall we then yeti a cup of tea, very dense.
Don't mind the paw of me.
let Wonderland begin.

110th Gershwin and Monk

Step lightly the years worn.
Play gladly, yet not too sad, ye sad trials unsung.
You've proven one-night bands still do exist.

Hey Lips, take the lead,
while I breaststroke this piano
from here to Washington Heights,

Doyle interjects he wants in.
We floaters float as one
as Nelly takes off her jacket.

Jazz can be so like the movies,
the long, tracking shot
which fades to black.

Powder to Powder

The insect's wings span summer.
It rocks a mountain that glistens in minerals.
It mounts a rock across bay waters.
It is catacomb, sun and rainbow.
At its core it is caterpillar,
perishable and renewable,
monarch in a world of dragons,
child's play in a world of adults.

Life Wish vs Death Wish

Love you powerful,
In me announce no fault,
that in our daily conversation,
truth is permanence,
and in your genesis
I am new born.

Dusk and Bat

Free at last of hostile feelings,
a 10 year old bastard enters my life
to make me want to hate again.
His name is Adolf Hitler.

Any Suggestions?

I need something to fill my life,
for I am rich and idle,
and haven't had a creative idea since I was 46,
half a century ago this Tuesday, the 23rd of August
anno domini 2012. I need something, a hollow gnaws at my soul.
I need something, almost anything would do.

To levitate would be supernatural,
but that might make me famous and who needs famous.
Famous is a prison, famous is quicksand, famous is the pits.
To feed the hungry of Somalis would be grand.
To walk on water would give me tickles.
Tickles, I can take but risk of drowning is not my cup of tea.

Yep, I need meaning, something nitty gritty,
but bet a wooden nickle I'd be hard up to not find it,
taking up pole dancing, tweeting or skydiving,
or even volunteering to reelect Obama.
He has his problems, I have mine.
Bet he wishes he had never left Chicago.

Forecast

Because a sudden breeze lifts the skirts of summer,
does not mean fall is upon us, but surely we hope,
for the length of August has been exhausting,
and an early frost would do us good.

The Presence of Things Expected

I awake to Appalachia mornings,
before a window open to the garden,
my jigsaw piece in the greater forest,
I usually return to body in Appalachia mornings
with a cup of ass-kicking coffee,
which when my senior citizen bones feel wintery,
I add a jigger --- or three of "Daniels."

From the closest limb to where I sit,
I've hung a feeder for hummingbirds.
The hummingbirds, who drink from it, are no bigger than bumblebees.
Hummingbirds fly vertical and horizontal in angles that astound,
and where they care to stop mid air, holding fast the reins of height.
Also of note is no two hummingbirds feed together.
When one approaches, the other departs.

Humans should be as considerate as these nectar eaters.
I identify with them. I also identify with spiders a lot.
After husband number three passed away,
relatives referred to me as "Black Widow." I don't know...
For me solitary is a bloated plum, soaked and aged in rum.
If you're not woman to suck it,
don't bitch about it either.

Country and Western

Speak gentle, speak softly, speak Clint Eastwood,
for English is never more elegantly folksy
than when stiff upper-lipped,
and never ever lower lip-flapping.