* * *
110325
THIS I KNOW FOR SURE (for Oprah)
A day without poetry
is like a night without moonshine.
[ASIDE: O Magazine seeks short poems on Twitter.]
110324
IT’S ALL IN THE
EXECUTION
Bad poem.
Bad, bad poem.
Take it out
and shoot it.
String it up
and shoot it down;
the only way
to mute it.
110323
IMAGINE (for Cat)
Imagine all problems
as subject to mind—
imagine imagination
making humankind kind.
[ASIDE: I'd say, for John Lennon too.]
110322
TROUBLESOME TRENDS
Neighbor pups encroach our cats.
That isn’t all that’s rough—
my to-do’s outswamp my done’s;
I can’t bail fast enough.
110321
THIS SCEPTERED WHILE
Winter’s dead.
Long live the king.
Spring! Spring!
Spring! Spring!
(Please excuse;
I must enthuse.)
110320
THE PAUSE THAT REFRESHES
Weekends! Weekends!
Time for fun and friends.
At end of week
when we’re weak from work,
they’re when that work-weak ends.
110319
MUTUAL
MIS-JUDGMENT
All that fighting
and hurt feelings—
what was that about?
No, don’t remind me—
this is truth and peace;
that was doubt.
110318
ANATOMY ANOMALY
What a piece of work is man,
whose body is an art.
Today I thanked my precious hands;
“Darlin’s, —bless your heart.”
110317
THE JIG IS UP
For Paddy’s day, I’d do a jig,
but don’t know how to jig-gle;
in fact, I cannot even do
a decent sort of wiggle.
On dancing lessons, I missed out.
At the tango, I’m not hot.
I never, ever twist and shout.
Fan-dance? Please!
And can-can, I cannot.
110316
REVISION
watercolor lessons
give me
watercolor eyes
now I see
watercolor flowers
watercolor skies
110315
MODERN TURMOIL
The Ides of March—irrelevant?
They scarcely drew a mention.
Japan and the Middle East
commanded our attention.
110314
PI DAY TRIBUTE (for Diane)
While you and I stand idly by
without a clue and wonder why,
she bakes circles around us—
she knows her way around a pie.
[ASIDE: She's a numbers person; the kind who likes
bookkeeping and tax preparations.]
110313
RECOUPERATION
wedding ring
car keys
other things like these
feared lost
assumed lost
find their way to me
110312
THERE’S ALWAYS A CATCH
A paradox—or plot, or ruse!
Freedom seekers, you’re forced to choose
among more expressions than you can use—
at least at once.
You win; you lose.
110311
LIONS’ CARD IDEA
Some birthdays are already done.
We hope today’s your greatest one…
and that the best are still to come.
110310
ANOTHER FINE MESS
“Oh, no—not again!
How many times have I asked you
not to do this—and you went ahead
and did it again. I am so frustrated,
I just can’t to talk to you right now.
No, I can't say another word!
Hey, are you listening to me?”
110309
LENTEN OBSERVANCE (for Joyce)
The "worker" that we trusted
has been oh-so-busted!
This photo makes it evident
how her life and Lent are spent.
[ASIDE: Coworkers shot evidence of her sleeping at her desk.]
110308
LOVE, LOVE ME, DO
If not top-of-mind,
it’s surely bottom-line
to all our prayers—
someone who cares.
110307
UNTITLED
All worlds
for me
will end
with me.
110306
HER HIGHNESS
In royal air and regal pose,
her rarified lineage shows—
and she, through its expression
makes quite a grand empression.
* * *
Friday, March 25, 2011
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Mundane Magic
* * *
110305
DIM WIT
I searched my thoughts
and recognized
that they were not profound
and, further,
that what dimmed them
was my wanting to astound.
110304
DISSERTATION:
DEFINITION
Demonstrated mastery
achieved through slavery.
110303
A POINT I WANT TO MAKE (for Lauren)
Truth is where you find it—
and what, through art,
it can become.
What's okay for you
is what's okay for you,
just as what's Donne is Donne.
110302
HER FLUFFINESS
“Darlin’, you’re a fluffy cat.
Notice, I did not say fat!
Living large (your predilection)
can align with looking slim;
in fact, you’ll see this when I trim.”
“Why would you shear perfection?”
110301
MYSTICS’ MYSTERY
If everything were innocent,
how could anything be wrong?
And why, if this premise were right,
does it seem to most humans so wrong?
110230
SLEEPER (for Arianna)
Arianna needed sleep
and, at last, she got it.
Now she's its ambassador—
whoever would have thought it?
110229
TRADE WARS
Books,
overproduced and devalued,
have become the kindling
of their own immolation—
reduced, like their authors,
to a dwindling status:
used as loss leaders
in the battle for readers.
110228
NATURAL SHOCKS
Freely weep,
rail, moan.
Pain
is a runestone
in a language
not yet known.
110227
“GETTING” MY WAY
NO! to that.
OH! to this:
I’m happy and healthy
and strong and free and rich.
YES! to what is so:
the one and only bliss.
110226
OSCARS (for Paula)
When you have
a front-row seat,
life is good,
life is tweet.
[ASIDE: Reply to Paula Poundstone who tweeted:
“I’m gonna tweet the #Oscars like a goddamned bird.”]
YOUR OWN DECISIONS
Some will like them.
But, for those who won’t,
you’re damned if you do,
damned if you don’t.
[ASIDE: FB comment on other comments to an Oprah
OWN show announcement.]
110225
MORAL SUPPORT
Into judgment and pride I easily slide
but when I choose to let these errors go by,
my willingness gets amplified;
there, but for the God of Grace, go I.
110224
TRENDING NOW
A sort of quirk,
(I’ve lately noticed)
affects my social network:
more Facebook posts
and fewer Tweets
are penned.
Is there meaning
in this trend?
110223
WARM WISHES
Like and for
everyone—
all I want
is a place
in the sun.
HARD, HARD TIMES
Hard times are coming.
Nerves tense; pulses quicken;
we feel it in our bones.
Hard, hard times are coming;
no bones about it,
we feel it in our bones.
But we are poised to conquer.
Here's what we must do:
joined together as one body,
brain and heart and muscle through.
T.L.C.
Little One beside me,
softly making little purrs,
does the Great One
tend to my needs,
as I tend to tending yours?
MEDITATORS
You have to lose
your mind (said one)
to find just-breathing’s
so much fun.
OUT-SOURCERY
Even if God
didn’t care for us,
except through us—
that alone
would be magical.
* * *
110305
DIM WIT
I searched my thoughts
and recognized
that they were not profound
and, further,
that what dimmed them
was my wanting to astound.
110304
DISSERTATION:
DEFINITION
Demonstrated mastery
achieved through slavery.
110303
A POINT I WANT TO MAKE (for Lauren)
Truth is where you find it—
and what, through art,
it can become.
What's okay for you
is what's okay for you,
just as what's Donne is Donne.
110302
HER FLUFFINESS
“Darlin’, you’re a fluffy cat.
Notice, I did not say fat!
Living large (your predilection)
can align with looking slim;
in fact, you’ll see this when I trim.”
“Why would you shear perfection?”
110301
MYSTICS’ MYSTERY
If everything were innocent,
how could anything be wrong?
And why, if this premise were right,
does it seem to most humans so wrong?
110230
SLEEPER (for Arianna)
Arianna needed sleep
and, at last, she got it.
Now she's its ambassador—
whoever would have thought it?
110229
TRADE WARS
Books,
overproduced and devalued,
have become the kindling
of their own immolation—
reduced, like their authors,
to a dwindling status:
used as loss leaders
in the battle for readers.
110228
NATURAL SHOCKS
Freely weep,
rail, moan.
Pain
is a runestone
in a language
not yet known.
110227
“GETTING” MY WAY
NO! to that.
OH! to this:
I’m happy and healthy
and strong and free and rich.
YES! to what is so:
the one and only bliss.
110226
OSCARS (for Paula)
When you have
a front-row seat,
life is good,
life is tweet.
[ASIDE: Reply to Paula Poundstone who tweeted:
“I’m gonna tweet the #Oscars like a goddamned bird.”]
YOUR OWN DECISIONS
Some will like them.
But, for those who won’t,
you’re damned if you do,
damned if you don’t.
[ASIDE: FB comment on other comments to an Oprah
OWN show announcement.]
110225
MORAL SUPPORT
Into judgment and pride I easily slide
but when I choose to let these errors go by,
my willingness gets amplified;
there, but for the God of Grace, go I.
110224
TRENDING NOW
A sort of quirk,
(I’ve lately noticed)
affects my social network:
more Facebook posts
and fewer Tweets
are penned.
Is there meaning
in this trend?
110223
WARM WISHES
Like and for
everyone—
all I want
is a place
in the sun.
HARD, HARD TIMES
Hard times are coming.
Nerves tense; pulses quicken;
we feel it in our bones.
Hard, hard times are coming;
no bones about it,
we feel it in our bones.
But we are poised to conquer.
Here's what we must do:
joined together as one body,
brain and heart and muscle through.
T.L.C.
Little One beside me,
softly making little purrs,
does the Great One
tend to my needs,
as I tend to tending yours?
MEDITATORS
You have to lose
your mind (said one)
to find just-breathing’s
so much fun.
OUT-SOURCERY
Even if God
didn’t care for us,
except through us—
that alone
would be magical.
* * *
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