Einstein Moment

If roses could talk they might inform
As morning crystal sees
Morning crystal does

Morning crystal travelogues
in movements worm like twists
turns and  hunches coils

pushes uncaring
the splendor that was Rome
the glory that was Greece
the sand clocks of ancient Egypt

MC is a kind of unending tunnel
its inching probe the speed  of light
If roses could talk, they might inform
Morning Crystal is a vagina

Care In Shaving

Happy the happy
but what are three-legged elephants
suppose to be happy about?

Let them confide with their aches, mainly
No groaning, of suffering's cup drink steep
Go hills and fly kites when March winds strong

Smoke sauna in  monastic confinement
Paint  your canvasses Van Gogh or Pollack
Taking care not to offend unnecessarily

Nor make your floors blood slippery
though you be born three legged
Ladies be ladies.  Men be gentle!

No Inbetween

Hate hurts
Love heals
No inbetween

Darn Wish List

There ought to be an 11th Commandment,
Thou shalt wish for nothing -
including dying too early or too late.
Just accept the appointed hour is ripe

And don't wish for Christmases past, either,
Especially don't wish to reunite with your first fling
It didn't work then, last then.
Why would it now?

If, Sir or Madam, you desire nothing,
would nothing ever disappoint?
Neither wish to be 16 again,
a deja vu no one deserves.

Have you noticed that people who tend to sigh frequently,
frequently are cancer ridden. Damn wish lists
they don't get over.  As I said,  there ought to be
an 11th Commandment,

tattooed on everybody's forehead
in blinking circuitry, too boot!

3 Peas

Plan
Planet
Plant

There you have it

Plan wisely
plant the planet lovely
Respect the waters

The Neighborhood

Do good and do not worry
if the receivers are deserving

Be concerned for the welfare
of those who surround you

Celebrate their achievements
Lament inappropriate behavior

There was a man who preached
love your neighbor
your enemy, too

For love of him, I try
and now begin (just begin)
to understand what love's about

I Extend

I extend my hand to the child I was
Projected still onto windowless landscapes
Landscapes of murmur and drifting laments.
I refer to the ink blotter nights of my white Siberia.

I extend my soul to polar regions
and to the ends of the earth, down the Equator,
Round its girth, energies emerge transform.
I am Russian, I am Jew, I am woman born
where from snow speaks in Arctic.

Unity of Life

I'd like to know what crows tell
when over head they sqwak
I crane my neck to look at them
whose broadcast calls I'll speculate
might mark magnetic posts

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In The Sudan Under A Tree That Is Dead

I try not to bare my heart
-What kind of poet are you, woman?

I am a poetess who bears a shield
Old that I am, all my children I've already birthed
Daily they perish by the hundreds and thousands
for want of good water and to satisfy greed

Try as I may not to bare my heart
I pave my verses with underspeak

Friends and Foes

Both need scrutiny
Foes might become allies
Friends are there any?

Wonderous

How wondrous are birds
who do not toil as we men toil
yet spreads are laid out for them

How woeful are we of human kind
all of whose problems are self made
or float in other people's minds

Diet

Think right think
Fear no bad think happening
Love unconditional

Eat healthy
Avoid re flux.
Chew 32 times per bite.

With Emotions Too

There is dust that floats
A microbe moves
A wave is born
An electron grooves

Everything's where needs to be
Particles are particular
because they are.

Cheering Audience

Successful offspring bring joy to parents
Of latter plane ladder lands Manhattan
for night on town window shop studio
American glitz and more

Then east cross Atlantic Channel
Queen sits where Big Ben meridians
the dense and narrows London fog
and Lady Torch

Mirror On The Bathroom Floor

It's not about a slippery frog turned prince
Rather it's about the princess who was turned into a toad
which made the bathroom mirror crash to the floor
Oh my gosh, Botox already!

Post Election Glee

I was not going to vote
Undecided who was the worst
Then, on Election Eve the robot calls began to fly
Two from Barbara, mother of Bush
One from Clint Dirty Harry
Two from Pat Boone, White Prince of Soul
One from Virginia's Governor McDonald
One from a guy speaking his heart in Yiddish

Then ---The Call from him, The Man,
the Story, the Investment Banker.
Said the robot call of Mitt Dear Romney,
"Hello, Rotenberg family, I appreciate your trust.
America The Beautiful, let's keep if full and just
For me winning the Presidency is personal
Anne will make us the fairest First Lady."
That did it, I was utterly convinced!

I went out in  the rain and voted for Barack O'Bama

Angels and Dementia

It is in human to be creative.
When the instinct is frustrated,
destructive urges takes over

Because we are of Creation,
we are designed to be creative.
Because Lucifer was Creation's angel,
there's a dark side in all of us.

We are checker pieces,
angels and demons play.
The Planet.

Clear Eyes, Brave Hearts

Let's face it, folks
we may not have saved too many whales
from bloody Japanese spears
Samurai will be samurai.

There is one field, though,
in which we can have a major impact.
Save our immediate environment
from drowning in noise.

Eliminate television, so that in peace in quiet
we can begin to figure out
how to save these United States
from imploding

Let us legalize not just marijuana.
Remember the Abolition of Prohibition

Between

Eye sees two possibilities post mortem;
reincarnation as a second chance;
heaven a short cut out of the mess.

Let us hope according to our beliefs.
May it be for each as each believes.
No guarantees, needless to say.

Fear not in spite
Be of quiet mind
Be of loving heart.