Monday, April 30, 2018

Discontinuity

Isn't life supposed to be
A logical sequence of events?
Why then are we all too often
Confronted with things that make no sense?

Things fall into, out of place,
Rise and fall with gravity.
We choose bodies to embrace in
Fantasy, reality.

Moving forward, never backward,
Blinders keep our focus keen.
Logically progressing to a point ahead
As yet unseen.

Looking for an even flow,
That's the way it's meant to be.
Life's disheartening when we face
Too much discontinuity.

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Sunday, April 29, 2018

Confessions

"Confession" they say, "is good for the soul".
Though not always good for the seat of your pants.
Fessing up isn't always so easy when
Confronted by one who raves and rants.
Little Billy was taught from birth
That truth is important, lies are a sin,
That honesty builds character,
Crime doesn't pay,
Cheaters don't win.
But the reality of growing up
And learning of the end result
Can make the truth a bitter pill,
Can make confessions difficult.

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Saturday, April 28, 2018

Truth video



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Where Are the Brave Souls?

Where have all the brave souls gone? The ones who could inspire;
Who could lift our spirits then proceed to take us even higher.
Could it be we've lost the simple trust that they endow?
Can their like be found again? Where are the brave souls now?

When Cochise broke his arrow and declared an end to war,
Many stood against him. They shouted, cried and swore.
But standing firm against the odds he found a lasting peace.
A braver soul cannot be found than this great chief, Cochise.

Another stood in time of war; a nation torn apart.
With brother fighting brother he became the nation's heart.
When Mister Lincoln lost his life, the country lost its soul,
And wandered aimlessly for years to redefine it's goal.

Others such as Lindbergh and Earheart gave us hope.
Vicariously we can live through them. They help us cope.
To think that one can bravely leap into the great unknown,
Inspires us all to greatness and thrills us to the bone.

But when I look around today I wonder where they've gone.
Who will give us hope? Inspire the will to carry on?
There must be someone somewhere who will rise and show us how.
We sit and wait and wonder. 
Where are the brave souls now?

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Friday, April 27, 2018

Plastic Money

Plastic money isn't funny.
It's become our way of living.
Whether for necessities
Or buying gifts for giving.

It's so easy when we're asked,
"Will that be charge or cash?"
We lay that plastic money
On the counter in a flash.

Yes, it's easy. Much too easy.
We seldom contemplate.
We charge and charge like raging bulls
'Til sometimes it's too late.

We really need to think on all
The spending we are doing.
This crazy madcap lifestyle that
Too many are pursuing.

For when it all is said and done,
Remember what they say.
The piper's waiting down the road,
And someone has to pay.

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Thursday, April 26, 2018

Wheels

What is this magical creation
We celebrate with zeal?
This modern man-made miracle
Referred to as the wheel.
So unique in it's concept...
So basic in design...
So quick to make life simpler
And ease the daily grind.
It brought man out of cave and stone
Into the modern age.
In history's great chronicle
It has the opening page.
It's made us mobile, spreading man
Across the great expanse.
It taught us to be unafraid;
To dare to take a chance.
Whether made of plastic, wood, or
Rubber, stone or steel,
Our lives would not be what they are
Today without the wheel.

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Wednesday, April 25, 2018

July Fourth

The streets are lined with bunting; alternating red and white,
With midnight fields of royal blue atwinkle with starlight.
The sun is burning deep into the thick mid-morning haze,
And a gentle breeze begins to flutter as Old Glory waves.
The boulevard is filling up as folks with folding chairs
Begin to jockey for their spots away from midday's glare.
The very old... The very young, and all ages in between
Have come to watch the pageant soon to burst upon the scene.
As vendors hawk their wares and toddlers wave their flags with glee,
Anticipation rises to a fever-pitched degree.
They stand and watch the boulevard awaiting the first sign;
A drumbeat or a bugle or a fire engine's whine.
Now, somewhere in the distance rings an old familiar sound;
The whistle of the bandleader as drums begin to pound.
Now suddenly the street is filled with brass and tambourine.
The band is playing "Sousa" as the crowd begins to scream.
With flag and flourish they proceed to march in unison.
They look as if they could continue 'til the setting sun.
Another band. Another tune. The crowd fills with applause.
And in between the snare and fife fill every break and pause.
Jesters and jugglers make their way along the avenue
As Joey sits on grandpa shoulders for a better view.
Cotton candy, hot dogs, ice cream, every kind of fare.
Smells of summer rising, falling, wafting through the air.
The funny cars and unicycles, clowns with funny feet;
Floats and flowers, soldiers, sailors fill the crowded street.
And every politician who the crowd helped to elect
Is kissing babies, pressing flesh and craning at the neck.
And now, a pause. The honor guard, both silent and aloof,
Stills every hand and every heart; demanding quiet proof
That this above all other days is filled with truth and worth.
For this day is the day we celebrate our nation's birth.
The parade at last is over. The crowd is satisfied.
They make their way to home and hearth. Their hearts filled up with pride.
Their afternoon is spent in reminiscence of this day
And others they have passed in quite the same familiar way.
And soon the evening stillness and its' shadows fill their eyes.
Again they stand in silence. Their gaze fixed upon the skies.
The back yard and the barbecue are just a memory
As darkness bodes excitement for what is soon to be.
And now the skies burst open with flash and flare and boom.
Horizon to horizon fills until there's no more room,
And every flash and every bang and every boom and pop
Is cheered on by the crowd who pray the spectacle won't stop.

But when the final rocket bursts and the cannon's roar is stilled,
When with moonlight high above the starry night is filled,
The rowdy crowd will dissipate, as pride fills up their chest,
In a land where no one settles for being second best.
So let no foe defame her nor her dignity deride.
Hoist her banner skyward. Saluting it with pride.
A day like any other?  No.   This is a special day;
The birthday of our country.   May god bless the U.S.A.

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Tuesday, April 24, 2018

Clouds

I love to watch the clouds roll by.
They paint a picture in my mind.
The ever changing images unfold,
Untangle and unwind
Into a vast collage of treasures
Meant for just my eyes.
Reflections of familiar feelings
Scattered 'cross the skies.

Taking in their tattered edges...
Tucking in their ends...
Forming shapes for fleeting moments...
Driven by the winds.
Roving, rolling, climbing, falling
Singly or in crowds,
Images abound aplenty
Riding on the clouds.

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Monday, April 23, 2018

Silliness

Acting silly,
Willie nillie,
Donning lace
Or something frilly.
Being silly
Can be fun...
Skipping, hopping
One by one.
Don't take life
Too seriously.
It pays to
View it curiously.
Take the time
To smell the lily.
Take some time for
Acting silly.

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Sunday, April 22, 2018

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Worlds

There are a million billion zillion worlds
Much smaller than the one we know.
To them we humans must be gods on high
Or devils from below.
Each step we make, each breath we take
Invades a world we cannot see;
The mini microbe building blocks
Of what we humans come to be.

Is it such folly to believe
That our world is so very small,
That man is merely microcosmic dust
When we consider all
The many possibilities
Of what our place should be.
The universe expands beyond
A point we humans cannot see.

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Saturday, April 21, 2018

Music

Music feeds the human soul
In oh! So many ways.
There's nothing quite as soothing
As sweet music as it plays
It's gentle melody. It's happy rhythm
Seems to say
That everything will brighten up.
Your skies will lose their gray.

We all have our own idea
Of what music should be.
What may be soothing to your ears
Is merely noise to me.
What stirs the spirit deep inside
Is something hard to see.
But music doesn't care who hears
As long as it's set free.

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Friday, April 20, 2018

Procreation

What is this obsession that
Man has with procreation?
Why so rushed to overcrowd
A crowded situation?

Standing arm to elbow
In a mock civilization;
Creating more while having less
To feed the population.

When will man be sated
To his full realization?
Why is he obsessed with such
Destructive procreation?

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Thursday, April 19, 2018

Take My Picture

Take my picture, if you please.
Capture a moment in time.
Caption it. Frame it. Make me immortal
For the next generation to find.

Pull out the Polaroid. Load up the Nikon.
Prepare to put time in a freeze.
Wait 'til I smile for the world to remember.
Take my picture... Please!

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Wednesday, April 18, 2018

The Horse

The smooth sleek contours. The sinewy lines.
Cantering, trotting, running full force.
Is there a more glorious sight to behold
Than god's perfect creature... The horse.

His lineage is long, his heritage proud...
His empire the envy of sultan and king.
His prowess immortal in fable and song,
Who's figure we stride as we grab for the ring.

He was there when the wagons pulled out east to west.
He was there when Geronimo fought for his land.
He was there when the settlers broke the new earth
From the high plains and mountains to the Rio Grande.

Wherever there are monuments to mankind's victory
We never seem to stray too far off course.
The building blocks of history recording man's ascent
Have ridden on the shoulders of the horse.

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Tuesday, April 17, 2018

Television

I love t.v.
I hate t.v.
I can't make up my mind.
It can inform
And entertain,
Or just help you to unwind.
It can divert,
It can transport
To wherever you want to be.
So, any time
You don't want to think,
Just switch on the t.v.

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Monday, April 16, 2018

Symbiosis

Nature feeding nature in a mutual fulfillment...
Slaving one another's tasks to a point of near psychosis.
Learning how to nurture one another in the process...
Finding how to live and love and cope through symbiosis.

The river cuts an ugly swath in running to the ocean.
It scars the land with barriers, creating territory.
And yet it feeds and nurtures with it's ever giving waters,
Creating life so varied and too vast for inventory.

The hollowed tree is dying; little left in it's hurrah.
Once mighty, tall and sheltering, it stands a lonely shell.
But to Mr. Owl it's home and hearth; a place to raise a family.
His high-rise condo in the wood; it seems to suit him well.

And what of man and earth? Are we so bold as to assume
That all is well in our relations?
Can it be we're so neurotic?
Man's relationship to everything needs take a different turn.
To save him from himself, man / earth must be symbiotic.

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Sunday, April 15, 2018

Inventions

There are many things that separate
Mankind from lower creatures;
The way we walk... The way we talk...
The way we flaunt our features.
But of all the many differences,
In spite of all intentions,
The things that makes mankind unique
Are his marvelous inventions.

This penchant man has to create
Has led him to believe
That he must rule; must dominate.
Behind him he must leave
Some miracle; a legacy
To those left to survive;
To make things better, easier;
A joy to be alive.

So, here's to all inventors
And the frustrations they vent
As they strive to improve our lot in life.
Long may they invent.

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Saturday, April 14, 2018

Bubbles

Pretty bubbles in the air;
Floating, falling. Do you care
Where you came from?
Where you go?
Do you really want to know?

How I wonder what you see;
What it's like to be so free.
Riding swiftly on the wind,
Making all the world your friend.

Pretty bubbles in the air,
Do you wonder?
Do you care?

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Friday, April 13, 2018

Welcome To Life

Greetings come with open arms.
A sheltering sign of welcome
Is placed above the door.
Offering comfort, free from harm,
The innkeeper doesn't notice
If you are rich or poor.

Every amenity for every guest;
The sheets and towels in every room
Have all been freshly changed.
The host puts forth his best.
The whole routine has been rehearsed.
The dialogue is prearranged.

Who is to serve and who is served;
There is little doubt for either
Which role they are meant to play.
But still each guest is quite unnerved
When it's check out time
And they learn who is to pay.

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Thursday, April 12, 2018

The Computer Age

Whatever happened to manual labor?
It's now all computerized.
A labor-saving device is developed for
Everything money buys.
Don't get me wrong.

It's not a complaint.
It's not that it fills me with rage.
I'm merely concerned that
We've all become lazy in this,
The computer age.

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Wednesday, April 11, 2018

Midnight

The earth is stilled,
And all lie peacefully in their beds
Except for the night owl who stalks it's prey,
And those too afraid to forage by day,
Or souls gone so far that they've lost their way.
It's midnight.

The sky is darkened;
Daylight departed hours before.
Only the stars to fill the sky
As the twinkle of moonlight catches the eye.
The earth seems to moan with a heavy sigh
At midnight.

We are reborn...
Rekindling the body with wondrous rest...
Reflecting on folly with family and friends...
Putting the wounds of the day on the mend...
Peace... Meditation... A new day begins
At midnight.

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Tuesday, April 10, 2018

Suddenly

Teeth flashing,  jaws gnashing,
Ripping flesh by width and length
The beast bursts out upon its' prey
With leopard speed and lion strength.

Leaving no time for anger to rise;
No time to react; no time to defend;
No time for tears to well up in the eyes;
No time to cry out for the aid of a friend.

Life starts so slowly...
Peacefully...
But it all can be over...
Suddenly.

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Monday, April 09, 2018

Impatience

Don't take life too seriously...
There's no need to moan and complain.
No one from the dawn of time
Has been able to explain
What it really truly is about,
Though millions vainly try.
But life will not apologize
Or give an alibi

Slow down and take a moment
To reflect... To contemplate.
There's nothing so important...
Let it simmer...
Let it wait.
Patience is a friend to all;
A process primed to heal,
But when impatience blocks the way
It becomes a wall of steel.

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Sunday, April 08, 2018

Temptation

From childhood on we are tempted;
Be it candy, sex or money,
Be it lurid lust,
A lust for wealth
Or the taste of milk and honey.

Temptation waits at every corner
Spinning webs from post to portal;
Dangling treats before our waiting eyes;
Knowing we are merely mortal.

Waiting, watching, patiently biding
It's time; it holds out its treasures.
Quietly hawking and dangling its prize
Filled with dozens of life's little pleasures.

The wise know his tricks.
They've seen him before.
They pass by without hesitation.
Still business is brisk as the unwary pause
And yield to the lure of temptation.

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Saturday, April 07, 2018

Thunder and Lightning

Sky cannons in the distance roar.
The darkening sky begins to speak.
The winds, once silent, rushing now
As mountain clouds rise to a peak.

Flash! The distance.  Flash again!
Each one closer than before.
A silent prayer offered up,
"Please, let there be no more."

But still they come as angry gods
Do battle in the sky.
The fiery clash of tempered steel.
The flash that stabs the eye.

Fiercely locked in mortal combat,
Carried swiftly by the wind,
Until fading in the distance.
The earth is calm again.

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Friday, April 06, 2018

Evening

When it all settles down
And day winds to a close
The time to relax is at hand.
The shadows walk long,
And the lark sings its song
As the sunlight sinks into the sand.

The world is at peace.
The resting begins.
Oblivion washes our eyes.
And somewhere out there
A mournful refrain to the moon
As it climbs in the skies.

Peace settles over.
The night becomes stilled.
The hustle and bustle?  No more.
The massive hysteria born by the day
Washes softly upon evening's shore.

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Thursday, April 05, 2018

Morning

Morning breaks...
   A new beginning.
The earth wakes up again.
Perhaps today
   I'll find a way
To make the world my friend.

Revived. Renewed.
   Refreshed. Reborn.
Rekindled for a new day;
With keen anticipation of
Whatever comes my way.

Don't lay there like a lump
And wish the dawn to go away.
There's nothing like the morning sun
To start a brand new day.

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Wednesday, April 04, 2018

Bullfrog Jamboree

The sun settles down to the top of the trees
'Til the sky turns magenta and pink.
The night bird awakes to the passing of day,
And the stars start to flutter and wink.

And deep in the meadow, where waters stand still,
A melody somewhat off key
Comes lilting it's way to a listening ear...
A bullfrog jamboree.

And the crickets accompany them as they sing;
Though harmony is not their aim.
Their symphony sung to a departed sun
Seems little more than a game.

There is something quite soothing in hearing their song;
A secret; a treasure to keep;
A peaceful reminder of simpler times
As we quietly drift off to sleep.

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Tuesday, April 03, 2018

Hot Summer Afternoon

Midday comes too quickly,
And the sweltering has started.
The streaming steaming rays,
The scorching blaze of afternoon.
Shadows creeping longer
Since the morning has departed,
And nowhere do you hear
The creaking squeaking joyous tune
Of crickets singing sweetly
To their lovers in the night.
Replaced by deafening silence;
Fed by scorching rays of light.

And humankind is hiding
Behind walls or under shade,
Except for those who worship sol.
They lie about the glade,
The beach, or mountainside.
They reach to touch his soul;
Their face upturned to the skies;
Their bodies bronzed and gold.
While others of us seek the shelter
Of a cooling shade
To reflect on quiet, simple times,
And sip our lemonade.

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Monday, April 02, 2018

Smoking

Puffing on those cigarettes
Can cause you nothing but regrets.
The air we breathe is bad enough
Without inhaling all that stuff.

The saddest part for those who smoke
Is they don't realize the joke.
The industry that hawks the dope,
The nicotine and tar, they hope
To pass off as a thing worthwhile.
They'd even have us walk a mile
For that special taste we only get
From puffing on their cigarette.

And while we cough and hack and wheeze
They feed on government subsidies
And laugh at us as we blow rings,
And pay a double price for things
As foolish as the killer weed
Instead of things we really need.

It's time we reevaluate
The things we love,
The things we hate,
The things we do, the things we don't,
The things we will, the things we won't.
The things we do with some regrets,
Like puffing on those cigarettes.


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Sunday, April 01, 2018

Feeling Good

Got my feet back on the ground.
Feeling good.
Grown alert to sight and sound.
Feeling good.
Lungs a' pumping.,heart a' thumping,
Head is telling me that something
Good is taking place.
I'm feeling good.

Got me lifting. Got me shifting.
Got me running in the sun and
Rain and snow.
It's great to know
That everything's all right.
I'm feeling good.

Take the time to run a little.
Get out in the sun a little.
Eat good food and see the doc.
Be aware around the clock
That fitness is a full time job,
And many trends will tend to rob
Us of our health,
Our greatest wealth.
So, don't just sit there like a blob.

Get off your duff and do that stuff
You've meant to do so long.
Build up those leg., Build up those lungs.
And make that pumper strong.
Then you can say you've found the way
To live a fuller life,
To do the things you want to do
So you can go through life
Feeling good.

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