A Poem in the Morning
A poem in the morning Supplements and black coffee A reading for the forming Of orientation, Spirit, to Thee. If I begin the day with words That turn my heart to God The arriving hummingbirds Make life not seem so odd. Mystery, magic, messaging That holy trinity Of...
Who Needs Heaven
Balzac’s Los Illusions
Lucien could turn a phraseUntil more than phrases turned on him.Just twenty, he lept to life’s maze,With angelic face and figure trim. Paris with its jumbled ruesOf dames and writers sweet as sucre:Actresses and poets whoseCareers were impoverished or trés lucre. Onto...
Job Poem
Job’s so sad I wonder why We share our search With such a guy.His skin had a coverOf scabs and worms.Sleep would hoverBut not take him in her arms.His was the little three lettered nameReminder of our worldly jobs.The spirit is the more satisfying game—Than life as...
What a Poem Can Do
Today is life. I deserve to experience the bounty of simply being alive. I can feel the pulse of life ripple through my body wherever I focus my attention. This focus, this attention, this pulse brings me right to where it is best to be. It is simply...
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Topics: The Sacredness of Sex Social Organization power vs. force recruitment into groups exiting from groups Beauty and Art structure of creativity Manners and Customs The Fear of Death Politics politics is local power corrupts voting for candidates who are products...
New
What is it about new: new cup, new underwear, new coat, new kitten. Why do we humans like new? I guess it is simple: it is a symbol for re-birth. After a while all objects, including pets and boyfriends, do now awaken in us a spirit of...
Passport to Sanity
There is much control seeking by the one percentAnd much humanity in us ninety-nine others.Since learning all the good stuff can leave us spentLet’s forge a foundry where we can all be as mothers. Now, a mother can be boy or girlAnd can be childless or with a...
Gender Happens
Drawn into the man we areBecause it is from woman that we came.We perhaps arrived here from a starAnd onwards to the unknown becomes our aim. Mother gives us warm assurance.But Father pushes us ready or not outsideHis parenting requires endurance;Hers says that in...
Betrayal
I wanted to write a poem.But my heart got in the way.Much love I thought I’d show ‘emBut illusions I need to slay. I thought we had grown closerIn the solitude of CovidBut as lovers we are posers.It’s to truth I am devoted. When life reveals a friendHas a side that he...
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Frederick Douglas
Like a novel his book does readThree acts: and two so dire!Born with raw intelligence, indeedHe lived on earth as in hell’s fire. Not born a slave, for no one is! Like all, he has the seed of freedom Deep in his heart, nearly buckled, on his knees. But he would not...
Undine Sprague
I am slender and pretty and fairSurely, I turned your head and you took note.Do you like what I did with my hair?Don’t make me ask; I don’t like to gloat. I learned that I must pay attentionTo art and books so thatAt dinner parties I can mentionThe latest—though I...
O! Pioneers – Willa Cather
Alexandra and the landDramatically one.The soil: her wedding band.She was father’s favorite among his sons. She saw growth out there where othersCould only see what went on before.Her hands to the crops were mothers;Her days made our nation’s lore. In history books...
Haiku to Slaughterhouse Five
Once upon some time Life made sense and logic held. Then there came a war.
Haiku “Lost Illusions”
Lucien, twenty, Wanted immortality Got some misery.
Slaughterhouse Five
So it goes and so it goes and so and on it goes War then birth then accidents. Then death. Time has earthlings in its throes But events all explode in one breath. Someone trips then someone marries. Another gets a kiss. Out the window over there the fat lady eats an...
The Monster Wants Him Some Love
The monster learned to read and to speak. He saw the joy that love can bring ‘til his longing for love began to leak Into others’ horror at his face’s zing. Events in Europe led us to a captain afloat In the Arctic, longing for a friend who’d be dear Not likely to...
Frankenstein – or, It’s not so easy to be good
We want so much for a triumph; Life helps us along sometimes. But to hubris God says, “Harrumph! And a hungry ego still climbs. Victor Frankenstein gave his all to science He labored at it hard. Ignoring his love in the balance Until by design he was jarred. At first...
Middlemarch: A Sonnet
In Middlemarch true love emergesAmidst stilted, traditional ways.Force and custom get their dirgeswhen freedom and will are set ablaze. Dorothea, pure of heart,Gave up a legacyFor she could not stay alive apartFrom the spirit she did see In Will. Will’s will, his...