Captain Z. was in town
we left his freighter in Cleveland
and brought the Polish Captain home with us
that night we Skyped Poland,
a visual conference call with his wife and son
as we sat around the table and talked
oh, technology
first thing in the morning
October crisp day began
She’s working in the garden already, Z. said
no, I replied, this is not work for her
though it appears so and She does it everyday
it is caring, She is caring for the plants.
if there is justice in the heavens,
the plants appreciate and are loving her as well
Monday, October 06, 2008
Sunday, October 05, 2008
why didn't i notice?
why is major media
biased, controlled, blind and out of mind with us?
they speak so hard,
what happened to education? what happened?
should I get a tattoo, and pierced,
wear hats backwards,
then yell kick butt,
cause we’re number one?
did i grow up around such fear,
violence hatred, stupidity and complacency?
was it because i was young and busy
that i didn’t notice us crumble?
biased, controlled, blind and out of mind with us?
they speak so hard,
what happened to education? what happened?
should I get a tattoo, and pierced,
wear hats backwards,
then yell kick butt,
cause we’re number one?
did i grow up around such fear,
violence hatred, stupidity and complacency?
was it because i was young and busy
that i didn’t notice us crumble?
Saturday, October 04, 2008
luck runs
luck runs with you or against
it follows in life’s clatter
how you take it or leave it
really doesn’t matter
at times you seem to hear it
or it comes silent on the wind
when good arrives we’re happy
the other we’d rescind
since good and bad both happen
try not to let it matter,
for it often turns to good, you see
or perhaps the latter
it follows in life’s clatter
how you take it or leave it
really doesn’t matter
at times you seem to hear it
or it comes silent on the wind
when good arrives we’re happy
the other we’d rescind
since good and bad both happen
try not to let it matter,
for it often turns to good, you see
or perhaps the latter
Friday, October 03, 2008
diamonds in her hair
one at a time,
each step she takes,
diamonds in her hair
there ought’a be
her gracious swings
for all the would-be kings,
moon light talkers on the sideline
you know there’d be
it’s sweet beings like her
that comfort dreams
for many men like me, every time
or so it seems
delicious lips
unveiled in smiles
somewhere
I want to be
each step she takes,
diamonds in her hair
there ought’a be
her gracious swings
for all the would-be kings,
moon light talkers on the sideline
you know there’d be
it’s sweet beings like her
that comfort dreams
for many men like me, every time
or so it seems
delicious lips
unveiled in smiles
somewhere
I want to be
Thursday, October 02, 2008
Canadian Geese
black and white on the field of cut corn
amid apparent disorder
they walk in circles, rest and feed a bit
some chatter among them
until well after dawn they at once rise off the ground
swiftly crossing cold morning sky, sailing strong and fine
onward flapping in V-formation,
hear their calls when they pass
overhead as large wings beat
Canadian geese on flight so grand
amid apparent disorder
they walk in circles, rest and feed a bit
some chatter among them
until well after dawn they at once rise off the ground
swiftly crossing cold morning sky, sailing strong and fine
onward flapping in V-formation,
hear their calls when they pass
overhead as large wings beat
Canadian geese on flight so grand
bailout 3
You can't convince me that Congress really knows what they are voting on.
Individuals are getting a quick explanation from someone they trust and hope it's the right thing to do.
Why can't they take more time to figure this out? Hundreds of billions is a lot of money.
Individuals are getting a quick explanation from someone they trust and hope it's the right thing to do.
Why can't they take more time to figure this out? Hundreds of billions is a lot of money.
Wednesday, October 01, 2008
bailout 2nd try
Congressman Ron Paul is against the bailout.
I believe in Congressman Ron Paul.
When has anything been thought out well
in a week? Even my crappy little poetry
usually takes longer than that.
I believe in Congressman Ron Paul.
When has anything been thought out well
in a week? Even my crappy little poetry
usually takes longer than that.
protect and serve
in little towns they hide
and wait to trap
oncoming cars may flash their lights
to alert you
i thought my friend was paranoid
when he told me about it
beads of sweat on his forehead
he seemed nervous
they sit secluded day after day
in different spots
on corners, behind tall bushes
hiding low in their squad cars
you can see the top of their heads
they sit with sun glasses on
watching for you to slip up
so they can nail your ass
and maybe they ought to
you probably deserve it
and, anyway
they need the money
and wait to trap
oncoming cars may flash their lights
to alert you
i thought my friend was paranoid
when he told me about it
beads of sweat on his forehead
he seemed nervous
they sit secluded day after day
in different spots
on corners, behind tall bushes
hiding low in their squad cars
you can see the top of their heads
they sit with sun glasses on
watching for you to slip up
so they can nail your ass
and maybe they ought to
you probably deserve it
and, anyway
they need the money
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
not a dry well
it’s not a dry well.
they gathered around the hole
there was nothing much to see
so they stood around
five or six guys chatting anxiously
the women on the porch talkin’ over tea
what do you mean, not dry?, one asked
we’re only down sixty-five feet, it’s moist
it’s going to take a while
i think eighty at least before we hit water
we have to check the bit and see if it’s okay
that’s some hard rock we’re going through
the rains are gone for now
he turned his collar against the chill wind,
the dog lifted it’s chin a sniffed the air
as the drill started up again
they gathered around the hole
there was nothing much to see
so they stood around
five or six guys chatting anxiously
the women on the porch talkin’ over tea
what do you mean, not dry?, one asked
we’re only down sixty-five feet, it’s moist
it’s going to take a while
i think eighty at least before we hit water
we have to check the bit and see if it’s okay
that’s some hard rock we’re going through
the rains are gone for now
he turned his collar against the chill wind,
the dog lifted it’s chin a sniffed the air
as the drill started up again
Monday, September 29, 2008
before October
here, two days before October
dark green frog Herb sits
under the board that crosses the pond,
he’s quiet, but okay
collecting thoughts
haven’t seen him for a month
although I’ve looked every day
must be the season to lie low,
has another month before hibernation
so I think, but I don’t know
dark green frog Herb sits
under the board that crosses the pond,
he’s quiet, but okay
collecting thoughts
haven’t seen him for a month
although I’ve looked every day
must be the season to lie low,
has another month before hibernation
so I think, but I don’t know
Labels:
poems with frogs
seconds before sundown
river gulls soared toward the lake,
crossing low overhead as last low rays
flashed white bellies and orange beaks golden
in the final light of setting sun
the picture in these words nabbed the blink and sheen
of that few seconds, gliding brilliant light,
a glint like polished steel, fencers thrusting
before the background, sorrowful gray autumn sky
crossing low overhead as last low rays
flashed white bellies and orange beaks golden
in the final light of setting sun
the picture in these words nabbed the blink and sheen
of that few seconds, gliding brilliant light,
a glint like polished steel, fencers thrusting
before the background, sorrowful gray autumn sky
Sunday, September 28, 2008
through every season
this morning i went out in a light jacket when M. called to me
she found a dead frog lying outside the pond,
probably an inexperienced cat got it,
tried to eat it, then left it,
though tasty cooked, in the wild they’re notoriously bad cuisine
the victim was either Herb's girl friend, or a light rain traveling stranger,
our frogs have been out of sight for a month.
and so, in sadness, begins the advent of fall in Ohio,
with Roma around the next corner
and spring – a long winter away
(the Lord giveth
and a cat taketh away)
she found a dead frog lying outside the pond,
probably an inexperienced cat got it,
tried to eat it, then left it,
though tasty cooked, in the wild they’re notoriously bad cuisine
the victim was either Herb's girl friend, or a light rain traveling stranger,
our frogs have been out of sight for a month.
and so, in sadness, begins the advent of fall in Ohio,
with Roma around the next corner
and spring – a long winter away
(the Lord giveth
and a cat taketh away)
Labels:
poems with frogs
a quick call
just before cell phones i was
by the wharf in san Francisco,
ten in the morning, had to make a quick call to my agent,
as i was getting out of the phone booth
a guy appeared out ‘a nowhere, average looking guy
he wasn’t waiting for the phone
but came right up, crowded by the door so i couldn’t exit,
inches from my face, and said rather hard
“if I had a gun i could ‘a shot you.”
then he walked quickly away
i was stunned by the threat,
yelled, “Hey!” at him, he kept going,
now, years later i remember that
nut and wonder if he
ever got a gun
by the wharf in san Francisco,
ten in the morning, had to make a quick call to my agent,
as i was getting out of the phone booth
a guy appeared out ‘a nowhere, average looking guy
he wasn’t waiting for the phone
but came right up, crowded by the door so i couldn’t exit,
inches from my face, and said rather hard
“if I had a gun i could ‘a shot you.”
then he walked quickly away
i was stunned by the threat,
yelled, “Hey!” at him, he kept going,
now, years later i remember that
nut and wonder if he
ever got a gun
Saturday, September 27, 2008
bailout
Bush tells us in a serious urgent tone he needs
seven hundred billion by this weekend . . . right . . .
let me get my checkbook
how will this help the regular people?
was that war money or loaning money you need this time?
what kind of parachute is that? explain a bit
if i run my business into the ground,
who's going to bail me out?
I know this is beyond my usual lines of poetry but anytime nearly three-quarters of a trillion dollars is on the table, i get a little out of sorts.
seven hundred billion by this weekend . . . right . . .
let me get my checkbook
how will this help the regular people?
was that war money or loaning money you need this time?
what kind of parachute is that? explain a bit
if i run my business into the ground,
who's going to bail me out?
I know this is beyond my usual lines of poetry but anytime nearly three-quarters of a trillion dollars is on the table, i get a little out of sorts.
Friday, September 26, 2008
modern times
who would have imagined
we'd have to line up and
take off our shoes
before we board an airplane?
it sounds like something
someone's grandmother came up with,
she should have kept to knitting
they don’t frisk our socks, as yet,
we’ll see how it goes,
it may be next, wanna bet?
then you’ll have to spread your toes
and shake out the rug
to get a glass of milk and a cookie,
how's that sound?
or maybe get on a scale naked
and buy your ticket by the pound
we'd have to line up and
take off our shoes
before we board an airplane?
it sounds like something
someone's grandmother came up with,
she should have kept to knitting
they don’t frisk our socks, as yet,
we’ll see how it goes,
it may be next, wanna bet?
then you’ll have to spread your toes
and shake out the rug
to get a glass of milk and a cookie,
how's that sound?
or maybe get on a scale naked
and buy your ticket by the pound
Thursday, September 25, 2008
speed limit
anachronisms are dialing a phone or rolling up a window
a misnomer is the “speed limit”, not the end at all,
not the fastest you can, only how fast you will go
and not almost, exactly
I propose the term should be simply “speed” so signs read,
for example, “speed 65 mph”. It will bring more opportunity
for the police to bring in revenue. Then they can also arrest you
for going above or below the posted speed. a two-for.
Extra money they make using less paint
and gaining fines they can send to me and
I will put it back into circulation, to the best of my ability,
no questions asked, glad to help.
a misnomer is the “speed limit”, not the end at all,
not the fastest you can, only how fast you will go
and not almost, exactly
I propose the term should be simply “speed” so signs read,
for example, “speed 65 mph”. It will bring more opportunity
for the police to bring in revenue. Then they can also arrest you
for going above or below the posted speed. a two-for.
Extra money they make using less paint
and gaining fines they can send to me and
I will put it back into circulation, to the best of my ability,
no questions asked, glad to help.
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
the seat belt light came on
the seat belt light came on
the Captain came on the speaker
told us to remain seated
and buckle our belts.
it's an hour and a half into the flight
he reminds us it's a no smoking flight
also, we shouldn’t disable the
smoke detectors in the restrooms,
it's time they write new scripts.
i looked out the window
we were over Casper, Wyoming
why didn’t he mention that?
.
the Captain came on the speaker
told us to remain seated
and buckle our belts.
it's an hour and a half into the flight
he reminds us it's a no smoking flight
also, we shouldn’t disable the
smoke detectors in the restrooms,
it's time they write new scripts.
i looked out the window
we were over Casper, Wyoming
why didn’t he mention that?
.
Utah
ideal passengers we
flew west and saw
antelope island at great salt lake
claims two million tons of salt, how’d they figure?
now there are four hundred bison
on this barren, treeless island, more or less
the island named by explorer John Fremont,
Kit Carson and others, who said they shot two antelope for food to eat
and named the island in tribute and thanks to the animals
Sundance in the mountains, as you’d expect,
wonderful, beautiful, tastefully done
excellent brunch
Rob Redford was a no show
a good
time had
by all ,
by-by all
flew west and saw
antelope island at great salt lake
claims two million tons of salt, how’d they figure?
now there are four hundred bison
on this barren, treeless island, more or less
the island named by explorer John Fremont,
Kit Carson and others, who said they shot two antelope for food to eat
and named the island in tribute and thanks to the animals
Sundance in the mountains, as you’d expect,
wonderful, beautiful, tastefully done
excellent brunch
Rob Redford was a no show
a good
time had
by all ,
by-by all
Monday, September 22, 2008
To Read
to read stories in this world
is to travel there, everywhere
mountain, sea, desert, city
trains, planes, on horseback, farms, so pretty
taste the dust, the cold, frost,
rust, ice, craters and gators,
soft waves on warm beaches
it thrills and teaches
set sail alone, all near
all here, all there
as you wander the globe
from your favorite chair
is to travel there, everywhere
mountain, sea, desert, city
trains, planes, on horseback, farms, so pretty
taste the dust, the cold, frost,
rust, ice, craters and gators,
soft waves on warm beaches
it thrills and teaches
set sail alone, all near
all here, all there
as you wander the globe
from your favorite chair
Sunday, September 21, 2008
Poetry I Hate
i hate using that word hate
i hate it, haven’t you learned anything?
it’s silly to hate
unless you're talking beheadings
or sitcom reruns
give me a break
i hate that too, break what?
bally wallys?
how about it? i think i could develop
a long term, serious
ballsup and retching
dislike for that too
hey, "ballsup"
that’s mine
i made that up
stick your happy face on it, vandal,
if you’d be ever so kind
soon as you withdraw your head out of your . . .
oh, never mind
i hate it, haven’t you learned anything?
it’s silly to hate
unless you're talking beheadings
or sitcom reruns
give me a break
i hate that too, break what?
bally wallys?
how about it? i think i could develop
a long term, serious
ballsup and retching
dislike for that too
hey, "ballsup"
that’s mine
i made that up
stick your happy face on it, vandal,
if you’d be ever so kind
soon as you withdraw your head out of your . . .
oh, never mind
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