A solid idea

Jul 302020
 

A solid idea is a good one

Who says this now in this twentieth modern age, for there have been many

We are trembling with words such as good and should

We dislike softness yet are uncomfortable with the solid

When walking we should hold our head up and we should look at the world around us

We should notice other people

We should feel when it’s right to greet them and it often is

Silent isolation out in the world is damaging to all involved, or perhaps we should say uninvolved

We shall now think of good and bright, colorful and slight

We shall throw sparks of high humor and deep insight around like a confetti made of ancient wisdom dressed in current cause

First, we must ask you where you bought that coat, but we will not do so.

Jul 292020
 

First, we must ask you where you bought that coat, but we will not do so.

We are a committee and we are terrible at asking questions and we are not here to entertain you!

Please fill in enough copies of any form we may deem appropriate and then we may one day, contact you.

Do not say anything we did not ask.

It confuses us. It may disqualify you.

Committees are only ever good when they are called something else.

Glad we cleared that up.

We have a murderer as president – a nation is in peril

Jul 282020
 

We have a murderer as president – a nation is in peril

The trouble is that so many people support this “person”

Those who don’t are seemingly merrily getting on with their lives

That’s what happened with Hitler

The trouble is this “person” is responsible for tens of thousands of deaths and teaching hatred to millions

When ignorance is worshiped and the unifying force of an ideology of hate and negativity become acceptable, we have a problem

It is a big problem because we need to save lives and we need to save a nation.

It was a twisted beginning

Jul 272020
 

It was a twisted beginning

Sordid it was not.

Nor was it exciting.

It was tense and yet did not deliver the spark of expectation, the vision of a new future.

No. There was only a consensus view.

A common tone with a few exceptions, the bandits I liked.

Sometimes the main body is ugly or at best trite and predictable.

But at the same time I only want to be kind to all who tried.

So I will make my exit.

So long, good to have met and perhaps…

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Trying to smile invisibly

Jun 242019
 

It is not that I want to be seen smiling.

I like the idea but there is more at stake.

Even knowing that what happens now will change, it is hard to believe it when the gnawing feeling starts to digest all pleasure and satisfaction.

Perhaps we lose weight by allowing this acidic attack.

No evidence.

I get better at it, the internal smile, all the time and it is another reason to push life’s length even further and further as it gets even more rewarding and entertaining.

Deciding to become

Jan 082019
 

DECIDING TO BECOME

Less ordinary she thought

More commanding he decided

Truly decisive they decided

But did they all need this?

What about just more, better and wider?

Falling away

Feb 032016
 

On the doors a new sign said “enter”.

Even when nobody was there, when they were closed.

The thinking was that it was better to seem to be available at all times.

It worked for a while.

And then, there was a falling away.

Achieving Presence

Sep 122013
 

Achieving Presence

 

After the first day’s cup of coffee and before the second, I was musing over the fact that an Electric Ferrari with Google Drive super-system could drive through a village safely at 250 miles per hour where the road surface allowed. It would detect any life form and it’s approach as  well as any object, even the likelihood of a branch reaching the point it would fall from tree and thus where needed, slow the car.

So it would be able to detect any life-forms that stood a chance of    “Achieving Presence” anywhere near the road, within the time the car would pass.

Now, this is at long last…a Supercar!

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Review me

Aug 052013
 

Of all reviews, few are fun

Some inform yet project not a hint of boiling, nor sizzle or feeling

I’d like for movies, food and frolic, to find a writer quite above

One who knows that the plot is not the lot

It’s what I feel, what you feel that seers the roast

All the rest of sliced bread toast!

Untitled

Dec 232012
 

So early , still cool night

The day has not grown
No window of light in streets to start me
a news bulletin blares from the radio
the world seeps in
but not the light

The day has much promise
I have, anyway decided to achieve much
upon a deep well of nourishing ideas
I will sip and digest
and my limbs will shove night into day
thus will shine
if from dim roots
the demise of darkness

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