Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Sunday, November 16, 2008
Saturday, November 8, 2008
come together

we are one nation with millions
of voices and dreams and worries
of voices and dreams and worries
from Appalachia to Alaska
from Boston to Beverly Hills
from Selma to San Francisco
from Boston to Beverly Hills
from Selma to San Francisco
we have a president who
dreamed the impossible dream
dreamed the impossible dream
we saw weeping, dancing in the streets
while disappointment draped many living rooms
while disappointment draped many living rooms
hope...... has overcome
fear of the unknown
fear of the unknown
and the words become
critical challenges
that rest heavy in one pair
of outstretched hands……
of outstretched hands……
Saturday, November 1, 2008
Monday, October 27, 2008
Saturday, October 25, 2008
electron
electrons busily composing our life
and decomposing our current body
we can’t really see electrons
just observe their residue
with microscopes constructed
from electrons
we leave no trace but ideas
all else is a mirage
fingers point – and the meaning
is in the pointing, not the finger
do electrons exist (are you positive?)
or are they just obscure tools to exchange ideas
through ideas which we have created
infinity is a trick
to make the scales
we have fabricated
appear to balance
it’s all appearance
don’t be negative
electrons are
.......not
and decomposing our current body
we can’t really see electrons
just observe their residue
with microscopes constructed
from electrons
we leave no trace but ideas
all else is a mirage
fingers point – and the meaning
is in the pointing, not the finger
do electrons exist (are you positive?)
or are they just obscure tools to exchange ideas
through ideas which we have created
infinity is a trick
to make the scales
we have fabricated
appear to balance
it’s all appearance
don’t be negative
electrons are
.......not
simple pleasure

the snow outside is austere
the sky looms darkly
slowly, calmly I peel
away the tough skin
the scent fills the air
as I tear the flesh
my fingers feel the
pulp and sticky fluid
the taste is exquisite
gods fare no better
I can savor this
pleasure most any time
yet so many can not
share this bounty
the price is too high
for even one orange
it begins to rain
………. softly
the sky looms darkly
slowly, calmly I peel
away the tough skin
the scent fills the air
as I tear the flesh
my fingers feel the
pulp and sticky fluid
the taste is exquisite
gods fare no better
I can savor this
pleasure most any time
yet so many can not
share this bounty
the price is too high
for even one orange
it begins to rain
………. softly
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