* * *
110202
OBLITERATED
When you're young
and take things literally,
news can be so cool!
"Yesterday it snowed.
Today there is no school."
[ASIDE: Original title was CANCELLATION
but readers tended overlook the import.]
ALONE TOGETHER
It’s true—the thought
that ought to be outrageous:
cabin fever is contagious!
BOOKING AGENT
From among the many beside my bed,
I chose a book—to back the torn-open
envelope on which I prepare to write.
Ethan, recognizing poem-mode
when he sees it, asks, “What’s up?”
“I’d been dreaming I was with Oprah
on her show, talking poetry;
that’s sure to launch a poem.”
Shifting my writing materials slightly,
I catch sight of the book’s title and its
implications: The Magic of Thinking Big.
FOUR-PHASE FROST
Kitty catches sight of snow.
Kitty says, “Me-oh!”
* * *
Kitty starts to pine and pout.
Kitty says, “Me-out!”
* * *
Kitty chills, in every paw.
Kitty says “Me-aw!”
* * *
Kitty sees the snow anew.
Kitty says, Me-eeewww!
THAT MY CAT
her a beauty
her a wonder
her got moods
like snow and thunder
her have fur
her make purr
when her run,
her just a blurr
when her sleep,
some sweet angel
when her stir,
some kinda devil
sometime share
sometime plunder
that my cat
some kinda wonder
CHILD AT HEART
Saying
that I love Her ways.
Asking
not to be afraid.
Believing
He is wise and true.
Curious
about taboo.
Gazing
at the world She made.
Hoping
I will stay amazed.
Thinking
He may be a fraud.
This is how
I play with God.
SNOWFLAKES
Like you—
we come,
we play,
we melt away.
WINTER SKY
I see blue;
icy blue.
NAMASTE
Here is where I am,
so here is where I start...
sharing who I am,
sharing from the heart.
* * *
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Friday, February 4, 2011
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Work and Play
* * *
100803
CAST
Some of us get the glory.
Some of us do not.
A starring role,
for some of us,
is to advance the plot.
100802
BRAINPOWERLESS
My brain froze up,
and I would not wait
till it thawed out;
so my brain burned up
and I have to wait—
‘cause it’s thought-out.
100801
BACKLOG
UNCLOGGED
Tackled chores
sun to sun.
Tired and proud.
Taxes done.
100731
OPTICAL
DELUSION
I bought a book
on mandalas
and now I sit and stare
with empty mind
at images
I’m not quite sure
are there.
100730
SOMETHING
TO BE DONE
Does something
need a headline or a title?
Here I am. I can! I can!
Does someone
need a slogan or a logo?
Here I be. Let me! Let me!
100729
REPURPOSING
Life and death. Night and day.
Beauty when not seen that way.
Sad-faced clowns and those that smile.
My life’s purpose: reconcile.
(Good grief, good gall, good glory!
My checkbook, if you took a look,
would tell another story.)
100728
PREMONITION
If I should die before I wake
or before I see you again,
I love and loved you, each and all—
my neighbors, friends, and kin.
MORTAL
…because
nothing good
lasts forever.
100727
PEARLS BE FOR SWINE
1
When writers whine,
“me, my, mine,” I scoff.
These gems, so fine,
on which we dine, all come
from the same trough.
2
Are pigs greedy?
No, indeedy!
Pigs would plead
they’re merely needy.
3
Here’s a thought and it’s a dilly—
if a hog became a lily,
that would be so not-so-silly!
(Lily-of-the-field-type lily:
that’s the one I meant. Yes, really.)
WHY WORK?
Work can be an ogre.
Work can be a friend.
I most like the friendly part:
when it meets its end.
EEEEEE!
EOD
EOM
EOY
EOL
FLIP SIDE
Everything ends.
Everyone dies.
Thinking on this,
I’ve become wise.
Death is just life
in other guise.
Nothing can end.
Nobody dies.
How do I know?
I have my spies.
100726
STRAY THOUGHT
Why is it called
mind
when it doesn’t?
100725
POSITIVELY NOT
I kept saying yes
‘cause I wanted to learn.
“Yes, oh yes!”
But what do you think
I eventually learned?
Come on, guess!
I learned how to yearn
to learn to say yes
far, far less!
WORK CAPACITY
For those with experience,
I have a query.
How far does “I love it!”
(applied to work) carry?
Please hurry an answer;
I need to know—
to schedule a time
to “unstring the bow.”
100724
PITHY UNDER PRESSURE
Some write who know. Others, for show.
Some merely bluster and blow.
All may, or may not, have deadlines.
My heroes, though?
Anonymous souls
who flow with the “Go!”
writing subtly ingenious headlines.
100723
YO, YOU!
Ya, you’re the one
I’m talkin’ to.
Who d’ya think—
a kangaroo?
100722
SPEAKING FOR MYSELF
There’s a certain truth
only experience brings:
that inception of fear
is conception of things.
100721
CHALLENGE
It will be hard.
It can be fun.
Best of all,
It will be done.
100720
CONTEMPLATIVE
My ideal, my sublime—
and, yes, I would tend
to my duties and oughts—
is a simple life
with plenty of time
to think my own thoughts.
100719
ROUENS FOR A PEKIN
From home to Gentry to Elkins to home:
one and a fifth hundred miles.
The Rouens are young but large
and don’t yet have the plumage that
will distinguish them as male or female.
Unlike Boodie, they are not pond-bound
and have already made an expedition
up the road, over the hill,
to and around the people house.
Plans are underway for a duck house.
100718
TAKING MULTI-TASKING TO TASK
“Heightened freneticism,”
an author wrote, to say e-communication
doesn’t float his boat—or get his vote—
when mis-prioritized or mis-paced.
I quote:
“Try kissing more and tweeting less.”
More thinking. And more quietness.
100717
WINGING IT
Chores get done, deflected,
or rejected.
Chores get done
and more gets done,
but not what was expected.
100716
SELF-STYMIED
No matter how massive,
longstanding or dense,
there’s always a way
to breach your own fence.
100715
THINGDOM
Is ego the thing
that pines to excel
and weeps
when it doesn’t
measure up?
Is ego the thing
that panics and sulks
after inventing
its own exclusion?
Well, thing, I embrace you.
Let me offer comfort and
help you work this out;
this thing.
100714
ENTRUSTED
Why now?
Because there is
no other when.
Why me?
Because there is
no other who.
* * *
100803
CAST
Some of us get the glory.
Some of us do not.
A starring role,
for some of us,
is to advance the plot.
100802
BRAINPOWERLESS
My brain froze up,
and I would not wait
till it thawed out;
so my brain burned up
and I have to wait—
‘cause it’s thought-out.
100801
BACKLOG
UNCLOGGED
Tackled chores
sun to sun.
Tired and proud.
Taxes done.
100731
OPTICAL
DELUSION
I bought a book
on mandalas
and now I sit and stare
with empty mind
at images
I’m not quite sure
are there.
100730
SOMETHING
TO BE DONE
Does something
need a headline or a title?
Here I am. I can! I can!
Does someone
need a slogan or a logo?
Here I be. Let me! Let me!
100729
REPURPOSING
Life and death. Night and day.
Beauty when not seen that way.
Sad-faced clowns and those that smile.
My life’s purpose: reconcile.
(Good grief, good gall, good glory!
My checkbook, if you took a look,
would tell another story.)
100728
PREMONITION
If I should die before I wake
or before I see you again,
I love and loved you, each and all—
my neighbors, friends, and kin.
MORTAL
…because
nothing good
lasts forever.
100727
PEARLS BE FOR SWINE
1
When writers whine,
“me, my, mine,” I scoff.
These gems, so fine,
on which we dine, all come
from the same trough.
2
Are pigs greedy?
No, indeedy!
Pigs would plead
they’re merely needy.
3
Here’s a thought and it’s a dilly—
if a hog became a lily,
that would be so not-so-silly!
(Lily-of-the-field-type lily:
that’s the one I meant. Yes, really.)
WHY WORK?
Work can be an ogre.
Work can be a friend.
I most like the friendly part:
when it meets its end.
EEEEEE!
EOD
EOM
EOY
EOL
FLIP SIDE
Everything ends.
Everyone dies.
Thinking on this,
I’ve become wise.
Death is just life
in other guise.
Nothing can end.
Nobody dies.
How do I know?
I have my spies.
100726
STRAY THOUGHT
Why is it called
mind
when it doesn’t?
100725
POSITIVELY NOT
I kept saying yes
‘cause I wanted to learn.
“Yes, oh yes!”
But what do you think
I eventually learned?
Come on, guess!
I learned how to yearn
to learn to say yes
far, far less!
WORK CAPACITY
For those with experience,
I have a query.
How far does “I love it!”
(applied to work) carry?
Please hurry an answer;
I need to know—
to schedule a time
to “unstring the bow.”
100724
PITHY UNDER PRESSURE
Some write who know. Others, for show.
Some merely bluster and blow.
All may, or may not, have deadlines.
My heroes, though?
Anonymous souls
who flow with the “Go!”
writing subtly ingenious headlines.
100723
YO, YOU!
Ya, you’re the one
I’m talkin’ to.
Who d’ya think—
a kangaroo?
100722
SPEAKING FOR MYSELF
There’s a certain truth
only experience brings:
that inception of fear
is conception of things.
100721
CHALLENGE
It will be hard.
It can be fun.
Best of all,
It will be done.
100720
CONTEMPLATIVE
My ideal, my sublime—
and, yes, I would tend
to my duties and oughts—
is a simple life
with plenty of time
to think my own thoughts.
100719
ROUENS FOR A PEKIN
From home to Gentry to Elkins to home:
one and a fifth hundred miles.
The Rouens are young but large
and don’t yet have the plumage that
will distinguish them as male or female.
Unlike Boodie, they are not pond-bound
and have already made an expedition
up the road, over the hill,
to and around the people house.
Plans are underway for a duck house.
100718
TAKING MULTI-TASKING TO TASK
“Heightened freneticism,”
an author wrote, to say e-communication
doesn’t float his boat—or get his vote—
when mis-prioritized or mis-paced.
I quote:
“Try kissing more and tweeting less.”
More thinking. And more quietness.
100717
WINGING IT
Chores get done, deflected,
or rejected.
Chores get done
and more gets done,
but not what was expected.
100716
SELF-STYMIED
No matter how massive,
longstanding or dense,
there’s always a way
to breach your own fence.
100715
THINGDOM
Is ego the thing
that pines to excel
and weeps
when it doesn’t
measure up?
Is ego the thing
that panics and sulks
after inventing
its own exclusion?
Well, thing, I embrace you.
Let me offer comfort and
help you work this out;
this thing.
100714
ENTRUSTED
Why now?
Because there is
no other when.
Why me?
Because there is
no other who.
* * *
Friday, June 25, 2010
Work, Play, Life
* * *
100620
JOB DESCRIPTION
What do they ask for
versus what do they mean
(they, meaning spouses
or would-be managers)?
There is more than a sinkful
of difference, for example,
between “Do the dishes”
and “Clean the kitchen,”
between “Clean the kitchen
and “Keep the kitchen clean.”
[ASIDE: Actually, this derives from a
presentation on diversity I once made at
a college. First I talked with women alone,
then with men, then with both together.
I came away with appreciation that people
communicate as well as they do, given the difficulties.
Each group, though, gave the identical response
to the question, “What do you most wish
your significant other understood about you?”
The answer: “How hard I work for their benefit."]
100619
OR-
ISON
Each moon
so fair.
Each sun.
One life
so rare,
so blessed
beyond
compar—
ison.
100618
REMEMBRANCE
Not for me a ring or locket.
Poem pieces in my pocket.
100617
OPUS
Too too many, don’t you think?
Too profuse with pen and ink.
SNEEZIES
She (in one room): Achoo!
He (in another): ‘Zatchoo?
100616
COURSE OF LIFE
Harm, charm, amusement,
glory, turmoil, strife.
Life is the teacher,
the master teacher,
teaching each creature
the way to master life.
100615
ANYTHING THAT WAKENS
Anything
that wakens us to now—
a sonic boom, an itch, a cow,
a door or body creaking—
that’s God speaking
(a.k.a., the Tao).
100614
REAL DEAL
I’ve pinched my arm
black and blue
making sure
my dream-job’s true.
100613
FORTUNE TELLERS
More of these
than blades of grass:
dewdrop globes, not of glass—
yet, crystal balls
(prismatic, bright)—
lucid forecasts of delight.
SHAPE
Touted in today’s paper
(in a sales flyer):
“Shaped Rubber Bands”—
primary-color squiggles
outlining animal shapes
(panther, dolphin, bear,
seahorse, butterfly, gator).
One mystery shape
goes undeciphered:
big-headed frog? tree in pot?
hammerhead anemone?
This optical-illusion puzzle
is a metaphor for external reality,
including the proposition
that it may not be external.
Every now and then
an insight falls into place—
but until you see it, you don’t see it.
100612
WRITER
Unlike some in the
work-world mob,
you won't hear me
moan or sob—
I love my job!
I love my job!
100611
THE TEACHER APPEARS
This job,
beyond the work itself,
has one benefit after another,
and the best so far
is one not even contemplated
at the outset—a good editor.
100610
LOVE’S GRACE
Life’s a school that each attends.
The work is hard; to make amends,
love graces us with friends.
Friends!
In unexpected forms and places.
100609
TAX RELIEF
After taxes—
ataraxis.
100608
QUITTER
First to go when I get busy
is exercise. Then sleep.
Then any semblance
of healthful eating.
The final mark of crisis
is when I stop writing
these daily po
100607
SAY OF HER
March two, two thousand two
to today when she is dead
(we know, we took her vitals)
she wrote a few good pomes
but was proudest of her titles.
TURNABOUT
Perhaps I wasn't
the world's best sleuth,
searching all those years
for truth.
No matter. I see—
@Truth is following me
[ASIDE: What a Twitter handle!]
100606
BLISSFIT
My idea
of bliss
is this:
overhearing
people
laughing.
* * *
100620
JOB DESCRIPTION
What do they ask for
versus what do they mean
(they, meaning spouses
or would-be managers)?
There is more than a sinkful
of difference, for example,
between “Do the dishes”
and “Clean the kitchen,”
between “Clean the kitchen
and “Keep the kitchen clean.”
[ASIDE: Actually, this derives from a
presentation on diversity I once made at
a college. First I talked with women alone,
then with men, then with both together.
I came away with appreciation that people
communicate as well as they do, given the difficulties.
Each group, though, gave the identical response
to the question, “What do you most wish
your significant other understood about you?”
The answer: “How hard I work for their benefit."]
100619
OR-
ISON
Each moon
so fair.
Each sun.
One life
so rare,
so blessed
beyond
compar—
ison.
100618
REMEMBRANCE
Not for me a ring or locket.
Poem pieces in my pocket.
100617
OPUS
Too too many, don’t you think?
Too profuse with pen and ink.
SNEEZIES
She (in one room): Achoo!
He (in another): ‘Zatchoo?
100616
COURSE OF LIFE
Harm, charm, amusement,
glory, turmoil, strife.
Life is the teacher,
the master teacher,
teaching each creature
the way to master life.
100615
ANYTHING THAT WAKENS
Anything
that wakens us to now—
a sonic boom, an itch, a cow,
a door or body creaking—
that’s God speaking
(a.k.a., the Tao).
100614
REAL DEAL
I’ve pinched my arm
black and blue
making sure
my dream-job’s true.
100613
FORTUNE TELLERS
More of these
than blades of grass:
dewdrop globes, not of glass—
yet, crystal balls
(prismatic, bright)—
lucid forecasts of delight.
SHAPE
Touted in today’s paper
(in a sales flyer):
“Shaped Rubber Bands”—
primary-color squiggles
outlining animal shapes
(panther, dolphin, bear,
seahorse, butterfly, gator).
One mystery shape
goes undeciphered:
big-headed frog? tree in pot?
hammerhead anemone?
This optical-illusion puzzle
is a metaphor for external reality,
including the proposition
that it may not be external.
Every now and then
an insight falls into place—
but until you see it, you don’t see it.
100612
WRITER
Unlike some in the
work-world mob,
you won't hear me
moan or sob—
I love my job!
I love my job!
100611
THE TEACHER APPEARS
This job,
beyond the work itself,
has one benefit after another,
and the best so far
is one not even contemplated
at the outset—a good editor.
100610
LOVE’S GRACE
Life’s a school that each attends.
The work is hard; to make amends,
love graces us with friends.
Friends!
In unexpected forms and places.
100609
TAX RELIEF
After taxes—
ataraxis.
100608
QUITTER
First to go when I get busy
is exercise. Then sleep.
Then any semblance
of healthful eating.
The final mark of crisis
is when I stop writing
these daily po
100607
SAY OF HER
March two, two thousand two
to today when she is dead
(we know, we took her vitals)
she wrote a few good pomes
but was proudest of her titles.
TURNABOUT
Perhaps I wasn't
the world's best sleuth,
searching all those years
for truth.
No matter. I see—
@Truth is following me
[ASIDE: What a Twitter handle!]
100606
BLISSFIT
My idea
of bliss
is this:
overhearing
people
laughing.
* * *
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