Sunday, December 4, 2016

Free Speech

Why do they hate him so
When he just wants
To help us
Be safe -
Be prosperous?

I am aghast
People who,
To my knowledge, never,
Ever, spoke
About politics before
Are now so adamant
That
One cannot say
Anything
At all

I have to remember not
To speak
Or they may never speak to
Me
Again

It's bizarre
What have we become
That we cannot speak
Are not allowed
An opinion ?

Those who say
Free speech is a good thing
Now
Allow
No one
To say
Anything
At all 

Tuesday, November 15, 2016

Wednesday, November 9, 2016

Dear Donald

Dear Mr Trump
Thank you so much
For taking the time
To
     Deal with all of us !

We hold out great hope
That you can
Help us

I'm afraid that we have made
A mess
Of things

We think
Color matters
And sex matters
And a million other
     Non - essentials

All that matters
Is,
Of course,
To be kind
To one another
And to
Get along

Mostly with ourselves
And our own minds -
This
     Matters !

All over the world
Everyone and every animal
And plant
Wants to live
And to be safe
And happy

We knew that

And now our hopes are
Pinned on you
To help us achieve
Such tranquility

- we need to
Allow our egos
To take a bit of a
Break -

And to do what's right
For ourselves
Our world
And our country -
Every country

I know it's a lot
To ask

But
I know you can
Help us greatly

Please don't let the
Yakkers and the talkers
Get you down
You know
They have nothing
Else to do
(They should think
Of something
Better)

And don't let the
Assassins find you
No
Not again -
And again
In this country

Take every precaution
And
Get the best in security
Spare no expense

I want you around
To fix this mess

(As much as can be
Realistically
Done)

- as much as is
Humanly
Possible -

You care about us
I'm sure of it
And it's been
"Like in forever"
That I've felt
I could say that

God bless you
Mr President !


Testing testing. Are we working yet.
?
Will u blink out
And not return
Being lost forever
To the either? 

Thursday, October 6, 2016

Just Sayin'

Along the lines of 
Overreaching people -
Over-arching egos -
We now have 
The
"Tango Teacher" 

I have never met one 
Who understood this dance 
But how could they ? 
They don't know you -
And how sweet you are 
Within the music 
Within the song 
As it plays 
As it sways 
And the embrace 

They worry and fiddle 
With steps and contortions 
While we enter into 
The tango cloud 
And float around. 

It may be a case of 
More knowledge ruining 
Something -
Like zen 
- only don't know -
And you will know more 
Than those who 
Think they know 

Thursday, September 29, 2016

-chill-

Notate:

Looking somewhere
For a little 
Peace 

Something to 
Remind me of 
The fact that 
We all die 
We all cry 
And 
Not to get too 
Upset about it 

A "friend" 
Tells me and tells me 
What 
She would 
Have me do 

Take the chill pill 
Now 
Not later 
Don't, for 
God's sake, 
Let me interrupt 
Your train 
Of thought 

Your chain 
Around everyone's neck 
That all must do 
As you would have them 
Do 

Lighten up -
I
Thank you for your 
Advise 
But 
Not for the delivery 
Style 

Next time 
( and I'm sure there will 
Be one )
What 
Shall I do ? 

Breath deeply, 
Smile sweetly, 
Ask a question back
Which I know - Ms. 
Know it all -
Won't know the answer to. 

Maybe an experiment 
Could be 
Made 
Along those lines 
Not to be unkind 
But yes -
In self defense 

We shall see -
I'll get back to you 
     On that 



Wednesday, August 24, 2016

Oh Phone -

Oh phone 
In my pocket 
Why 
Have you not yet 
Spoken ?
Why do you remain 
Mute ?

You are adequately 
Charged -
And yet you do not 
Ring !

What am I to believe? 
That he does not think 
Of me -
That he is sufficient 
Unto himself 
As if 
A boat 
Tossed upon 
An assure sea -

Oh me 
Oh my -
What am I 
In high school? 

We are senior citizens 
Here -
Facing 
Imminently 
Our own 
Demise 

Dancing on the deck of the 
Sinking Titanic 
Comes to mind 

Do we never learn ?
Do I never learn ?
To become so Zen that 
The cessation of existence 
Is merely a philosophical 
Question ?

Oh but the Zen Masters never 
Knew 
Such a one 
As 
You -

If they had 
Their Haiku would have been 
All about 
The strength and the 
Character 
And the kindness 
Of you -

Forget about 
The grasshoppers 
And the cherry blossoms 
And the moon ! 

- Still the phone sits 
In 
Deep Meditation 




Monday, August 15, 2016

Waiting

Awaiting the next 
Big adventure -
Whether we want it 
Or not 

Dear friends, 
There is no need 
To be bored 

Boredom should be 
Celebrated 
For in a relatively short 
Space of time 

Something is bound 
To turn 
Up 

Sunday, August 7, 2016

The way the Gods like it.

And I 
Have always wanted 
To die -
And now you may 
Precede me
And show the way -

I did not sign up 
For this 
When I responded to 
Your blue eyes -

My family was always 
Very distant 
And correct 

It is not fair !
It's not fair !

And now I suffer 
The consequences of 
Caring -
And 
I am mad -
As the proverbial, wet 
Hen !

She didn't ask to be 
A hen or 
To be red -
But that 
Is just the way 
It turned out,

They say -

That is life, 
They say -

And we must 
Adjust 
- yeah right -

And there is a way 
To do this all 
Very
Correctly 

Very 
New-agey -

As if I knew -

And 
If I knew -
I would never have been 
There that day 
And begun this 
-Whatever it is-

Journey 

Damn and blast -

-My British ancestors are 
Aghast-
What have I done ?
- gone and violated 
The great edict! of
Not caring 
Of 
Never sharing 
Any bit 
Any part 
Of  
The heart -

They were so 
Right 
One needs must stay 
Uptight !
Stay in 
Whatever closet 
One is in -
Do not come out 
And roam 
About 

For there are the monsters 
Of doubt 
Of hurt of pain 
Of try and try 
     Over and over
     Again 

And 
The worst of it is -
There is 
     No way out !

The way is 
Through -
The center of the 
Storm -
The center 
Of the earth -

It is impossible - !

Just -

The way 
The Gods 

Like it.





Tuesday, August 2, 2016

Turn 'em Off

I like to keep it 
That way 
If I can. 

When the computer gives me 
Trouble 
And the phone has 
Hiccups and 
Coughs 

I turn em 
Off 

I try not to be 
So wound up 
With them 
That I 
Give a damn! 

So I pay bills 
With paper 
Just like 
The old woman 
That I am 

I have an acquaintance 
Who if 
The computer would die 
He would loudly sigh 
And say 
So do I !

Panic time comes when 
The phone is 
Lost 
At what cost ? 
Ok 
So do
I -

But 
If it would truely die 
Would in most ways 
Be relieved

I could again use 
Pen 
And paper 
And stop 
And look around 

What is the wind 
Doing 
Today
Where is the sun 
In the sky 

What is time ?






Add Sense?

And so 
There's an add about 
Exterminators 

Big brother is 
Truely watching. 
Us!!

Thursday, July 28, 2016

Rats

If rats 
Smelled like 
Roses 
We wouldn't really 
Care 
If they were here 
Or they were there 

We wouldn't have to 
Feel 
So guilty 
About 
The elimination 
Of same 

They have the wide world 
To nest in 
But if they prefer to rest
Under the house 
I guess 

Something 

Will 
Have to be 

Done !

What if 
It were destructive behavior 
That 
Brought the karma down 
On your head 

What if 
Y'all could stop 
Such behavior 
And 
"Just get along"?

Maybe then 
The gods of bad luck and 
Retribution 
Would 
Pass you by 

Doesn't seem 
To 100% work that way 
I know 

And a rose 
By any other name 
Would smell as sweet 

And a rat 
If you called it an angel 
Would still be 
An unwelcome
Guest 

Wednesday, July 27, 2016

Brunch

Brunch 
Just could be 
The favorite meal 
Of the day -
For me 
It is neither here
Nor there 
Betwixt and 
Between 
So early that 
One can't worry 
Too much 
So late that 
There is no excuse 
For it 
The ladies who brunch 
That's us 
But only if 
We happen to be 
Up 
And perchance not 
Working 
Today 

A good time 
To talk about 
Boys 
No matter how old 
We 
Happen to be 
The mystery remains 
Why oh why do they do 
What they do 
???
Wtf
Times 
Infinity!!!
And, oddly enough, 
Aghast, forsooth, 
We still love them just 
As they are 
God help us 
God save us 
We are in it (life)
Until the bitter end 
Or sweet,
If the gods are smiling 
On us,
And so we transition just -
As it is meant 
To be 
But he -
Will probably go 
Before me 
And leave me free 
But so alone 
How can this cruel fate 
Be mine 
To exist 
For a time 
Without him 

Monday, July 25, 2016

Suspicion

A visit from 
An old friend 
Brings up 
Memories 
Of 
What I could have 
Done -
Better 
Or worse 
Or 
Not at all 

Boundaries
And 
Freedom 

One must have 
Some of 
Each 

Can't be skatin'
All over 
     The place 
Must have 
A solid center 
Some confidence 
And direction 

Question is -
Where does one go 
To get those ?
Is there a store -
The Walmart of those -

Can we buy 
     Online 
And wait with curious 
     Anticipation 
For delivery 

Knowing 
All the while 
That the bill will be coming 
In the mail 
And 
We will surely 
Have to pay 

With interest and 
Penalties
Undoubtedly 

But - 
To end on a higher 
Note 

I search 
My brain . . .

I have at least learned 
to be 
Suspicious of 
The " karma delivery guy" 
-ask questions 
- take notes 
- and keep a file 
On everything 

So now I have 
Too many files -

But ending on a 
"higher note"
Must include the fact 
That 
I have at least 
Developed 
Some 
Suspicion 
Of worldly promises 
And omissions 



Monday, July 11, 2016

C'est La Vie !

I could be depressed about 
This . . . 

Snipers are shooting 
Police 
In America! 
( wtf?)

My favorite Dr. doesn't take 
Medicare 
(Which I was so happy to get)
And I need that Dr. right now !


Near and far -

Breathe -
They say 
Deeply - and that will help -
Think about positive things 
Give thanks for what is 
Good 

Practice some meditation 

Don't just wait till retreats 
In beautiful places 
Dredge up some fortitude 
And dive deep 
Through the negativity
And the amazement 
At people who act 
The way they do 

I have decided that 
"Old age is not 
For sissies" 
And I'd better get 
Some 
Toughness up -
Some 
C'est la vie -
Some less belief -
In ego mind 
And body 




Monday, June 27, 2016

Late Night Poetry

Late night poetry 
Has a different 
     Quality 
Than those written 
     In 
Shining day light. 

There is more depth
     As in 
- deepest, darkest -

There is a line 
     That has been 
          Crossed 
One which says,
     I can do no more 
          Today
No more worrying 
No more thing -
     Off the list -
No more languishing 
     Projects
To 
     Half heartedly
          Begin

Just me -
     A quiet 
          Neighborhood
               (Hopefully)
And the 
     "Guilt"
Screaming something 
     About
How I promised
     To get to bed 
Early. 
          
          

9,999

9,999
Readers . . .
Who will be number 
10,000? 
Some prize should be given 
Some thank you note 
Received
But 
I doubt 
This program is programmed 
For such 
And I'm sure I 
     Wouldn't know how 
     To do it 
     Anyway 

But some thanks are 
In order for 
The wonderful readers 
Who have come 
To view
To read 
To see 

This internet of
All things 
May -
Help us all 
Get along 
And comprehend 
The quality
That the "common person"
Possesses

I think it is very important
Now
Especially 
Now 

Remember -
"What if they gave a war
And nobody came?"
What if we all saw
The sacredness 
     Of the planet 
And all things 
On it? 

What if "they" 
Couldn't lie to us and 
Manipulate us 
Anymore 
Because 
We started to 
Talk -
To each other? 

"They" might have to take their 
Toys of mass destruction 
And go home 

If there's nobody 
To push the button 
What then?

If we all know
Humility 
And peace 
What then ? 
Where is their power 
Then ?

Grasp the center 
Of the circle 
And hang on tight

Sunday, June 26, 2016

Vertical Reality

Vertical Reality 

Finally I perfect 
At least a bit 
Of Tango 
For my own 
Finally something -
I can do
     And enjoy 
     -Immensely-

So how 
Do they know ?
They -
The powers 
     That be -

"Men make plans 
And the Gods laugh!"

Now when I'm feeling all 
Grand 
Like I could dance for those 
Gods 
And they might understand -
The angst, the yearning, the sheer -
     Heartbreaking futility 
     Of being human !
(Which is so elegantly expressed
In this dance)

Achilles strikes 
- at least 
  the heel -

Why 

And why 
Now?
Has this tendon chosen 
To betray 
Me 

Must I limp about 
Like some person who doesn't know 
The center 
     Of the dance? 
Like someone who goes 
Shopping 
And watches 
Movies 
And believes in the dream 
They've been sold 
And doesn't 
Know ?

This knowledge -
That the dance is eternal 
And contained within it 
Is all one needs to know -

Blast and darn it! 
I say! 
Achilles 
     Will have 
His way 

It's a Greek tragedy
      As  I sit here with 
My foot up 
Contemplating 

My

Tormented

Fate






Monday, June 6, 2016

I Opine

I opine 
Where is the millionaire 
Who was supposed to be there? 

The donation button is 
     Sadly languishing 
Cyber loneliness 
     Button refutation -

While the plaster is 
     Slowly falling 
Home repairs 
      Futilely calling 

Just one of you 
In this wandering world 
Certainly must see 
That such poetry !
Needs supporting 
     Like a good solid 
     Undergarment 
Not too tight 
But not sagging 
      Outright

And that the poet is 
     Getting older and 
Needs to stop climbing up
     On ladders 
Must needs go to lunch 
     With girlfriends 
And such 

All the blood, sweat, and 
     Tears 
I put into this 
     ( not much) 
One of you out there 
From aboard the yacht 
     Bored to death 
     (Maybe) 
Could just bother yourself 
     A bit 
To unleash a little
     largess
Upon 
Such as -
Me 




Tuesday, May 31, 2016

Grey

We have our weather 
Back !
Grey, grey, and 
     Grey all day

The last two years 
Have been a sun worshipper's 
Dream 
Very bright and sunny 
And hot, hot, hot 

This year, 
     So far, 
It is not 

I love it when the world 
And it's weather 
Give an excuse to do 
Nothing 
What-so-ever 

Where is there motivation with 
No sun all day 
But high coastal clouds 
That 
Won't 
     Go away ?

Meteorological research says 
That all who live here 
May go 
     Back to bed !

Monday, May 23, 2016

Neighbor Cats

Neighbor cats 
Are the very best cats 

They like my yard
With places to hide and 
Chairs to sit on 
And no dog 
Anymore 

There's the old black one 
With one eye 
-very well taken care of 
And brushed-
And the grey one 
That's younger and 
Thinner 
And won't even eat when I 
Try to feed him dinner

And now a new one 
Who likes to rub against me
And talk 
And get petted 
     and even lets me 
Pick it up 
     not sure about the boy 
     or girl of it 
Yet 

They come to visit 
And to snooze 
     
And I have 
All to gain 
And little to lose 

Someone else
Feeds them 
And worries 
 
Someone else pays 
     vet bills 

The black and grey one 
Spray
That's why they are outside
All day 
And maybe evenings 
Too 

I know the people parents 
Of two 
But not the 
New -

How funny to attach a note 
To its collar -
To its person to ask 
Who are you ? 



Waiting

Waiting 

For inspiration 
     To strike 

So far 
     It's 
Missing me 

I could go 
Where people are 
But then 
There would be 
     Talking 
And noise 
And confusion 
     Of a sort 

I could accomplish something 
From the 
LIST !!!
but that seems much too 
Exhausting 
Right now 

How fortunate that
I have the space 
     And time 
To contemplate 
Such things 

Most of life 
     Has been 
Get up and go 
At 5 am 
Whether u want to 
Or no

Now 
For a little while 
Before I go -
I can take the time to
Wonder 
What to 
Do

A great 
Luxury -

Ah- 
The Mail has come 
Through the door 

It's filled with bills 
And bank statements 
The universe has heard 
     My plea 
And 
Come to 
Me 


Friday, May 13, 2016

Tigers . . .

Missles in Romania !
What are they thinking ?
Isn't life tenuous enough 
Without poking at 
The tiger 

Pet the tiger 
Give it food 

Every country 
Has a tiger 
And a lamb 

Be the lamb 
Let us all 
Just live 
In peace. 

I don't understand 
Politics 
     I will admit 
In the words of the 
     Famous 
Rodney King 
" Can't we all just 
Get along?"

Or in the words 
     Of the man with 
Golden faucets 
     On his giant plane

Can't we just -
     "Make a deal" 


Tuesday, May 10, 2016

One Cent !

One cent - ! -
The statistics say -
So 
Blogspot 
With your wonderful 
Ad sense 
I guess I won't be 
RICH 
Anytime 
Soon 

But I can truely say 
That you are not the driver 
Of this great effort in
Creativity !
No !!

It has
become very, very
     Interesting -
To communicate 
     My thoughts 
Over the 
Either -

To people who read my 
Ramblings -
In Russia ! 
Of all places -
Amazing !
More hits from Russia today 
Than from the 
USA ! 


Where do they live
What do they do? 
Who are they 
Do they have 
Fur hats? 
What do I know -

The doctor today said
I'm not dying yet 
- Not 
As sick 
As I thought 

We all have 
Similar problems
We all look out of eyes 
( if we are fortunate enough) 
We all wonder 
Occasionally 
Who is behind it all 
Behind the energy of 
This life 
- the energy itself 
Called by many different 
Names -
The energy of bliss,
Of love, 
Of light 

Hello to all my 
Friends 
In far-flung
Places 






Tuesday, May 3, 2016

The Titanic

The Titanic is sinking 
Therefore
We need to start 
Dancing !  

Now 
Dear !

I'm planting a vegetable 
Garden 
In the front yard -

Reading about how 
Bad things are 
With the money 
And the market 
And the bonds 
And the derivatives 
( not sure what they're 
Derived from) 
But 
It sounds 
Scary 
Enough 

Numbers in the trillions 
Just 
To scare us -
Undoubtedly 
Understood by 
Someone 

A conspiracy
Absolutely 

- By whoever claims 
To understand 
What's going on 
With 
Negative interest rates -
What! 

That 
Sounds like a sinking ship 
To me 

So get out there 
On the deck 
And dance 

As the sea water comes up 
Around our ankles 
At least we 
Have each other 
And music 
And movement 
And 

Tango. 

Sunday, April 24, 2016

Altars

At the retreat -
These are the difficult 
Days -
All those who have 
Confidence and 
Aplomb
Express themselves with 
Eloquence
Concerning their 
Hatha Yoga and 
New age 
Living arrangements 

They come from here and there 
And are on their way to somewhere 
Exotic
On standby 
- they have found something 
On the Internet 
Which is 
A great 
Deal 

One comes from San Francisco 
And lives on the hill 
One lives out in the desert
But does it
Very well 

How can I compare 
My weedy garden 
And patchy paint 
( I know, 
Not good
To compare) 
But to me 
This is 
The place exotic 
The place I can barely 
Afford 
And hardly get to 
Anymore 

To each 
His own 
And mine is this 

I have within 
A little space 
I have prepared 
A little altar 
In the heart 
And I am not so much concerned 
Anymore 

With 

New age 
Poses




Friday, April 22, 2016

Enthusiasm

It's raining here 
The river rages 
And water 
Falls from the 
Sky  !

The trees are
Green 
And happy 

And I 
Have driven 
Far to the 
North 

Up above Sacramento 
-They say they still have 
Drought 
But it doesn't seem to be 
So 

The hills are green 
With grass -
And wildflowers 
Grow 

I have come so far 
To retreat again
From the world of 
Complication and 
Confusion 

It's expensive but 
They feed me 
And leave me alone -
To walk among 
Trees 
And to meditate 
As long 
As I want 

The enthusiastic person 
In charge of us 
Wants to make a plan !
To take us here
And show us 
There -

We both politely say 
Thank you no -
Not today 

For we have come so far 
To leave the planning people 
Behind for a day 
Or few 

Enthusiasm is what we 
Have come 
To escape 

So please, please
Find another outlet 
For your unbridled,
Positive, energetic,
Enthusiasm


Tuesday, April 12, 2016

Novocaine

Oh I want to be 
Dead !

Waiting for the drilling 
To begin 

Dead bodies 
Don't feel a thing 

So I'm told 

Beginning to be 
Numb 

Listening to the 
Oldies 
reminding me 
Of the clouds of smoke 
And
 Playing the guitar
And singing 
In the coffee house

Now the Valium and the 
Novocaine
Are kicking in 

Joni Mitchell singing 
And I heard she 
Had a stroke 

What's it all about 
I wonder 


Royalty

Oh dear - 
   -The dentist-
I am royalty now 
With a golden crown ! 

Not on my head but 
In my mouth 
Everything, they say, 
Is a lesson 

I hate it when they 
     Say that 
For - Today l learn 
About drilling !! 

Sunday, April 10, 2016

The Wall

Tell me. 
Tell me 
     The good news 
This motley crew

And I am one -

Isn't it interesting how 
We all have our stories 
To tell 

Back in the day 
I went through 
Check-Point-Charlie 
And rode on the little train 

"Bridge of Spies" 
(Movie)

1978 interesting - 
They let us through 
We had lunch 
     Unremarkable 
In some old building 
With slow service 
I recall 
What must they have thought 
     Of us 
Kids 
From the states 
On a budget 
Tour 

They wouldn't let the 
Tour through 
As one -
Just individuals 
And 
The Wall was still up !

I remember changing money 
For the day 
And being told not to take any 
Away 
( I may still have some ) 

Back on the other side -
They took us to the place 
Where there were stairs 
And people could look 
At loved ones 
But never touch
We climbed up 
Some wooden stairs 
We waved at the guards 
Who were looking at us 
Through big 
Binoculars
From their watch towers 
Across 
The space 
Filled with 
Barbed wire 
And metal cross pieces

They had big 
Guns 

And

I seem to remember 
     German Shepards 
On leashes

A wide expanse of 
Sand 
And then 
The Wall 

And I grew up with 
The threat
Of the planes 
Of the bombs 

Of the nuclear weapons 
That would rain from the sky 
At any moment 

And now, they say, 
The threat is worse !
And "they" have 
Clothes police. 
(What would they say 
About my thrift store 
Stuff?) 
I would undoubtedly be 
Beaten for myriad fashion
Faux pas !

But I am older now 
And if the nukes fall from the sky 
I only want to be at 
Ground zero -
For I have seen your false 
Promises -
And I know how lovely life 
Could be 
If -
If only -
We'd stop 
Being stupid 

And mean. 



Thursday, April 7, 2016

Destiny!

Feeling better -
And realizing that I 
Must be in charge 
Of my own destiny !!

Yeah right -

So the "positive people" say 
But 
What 
Has that got to do 
With a $1200$ 
Gold crown 
On an old tooth in 
This 
     Old body 

I can be thankful 
It is no worse 
     A friend was talking about his 
     Bone grafts and implants 
     $$$$

Hang together -
Old body -
For awhile 
Yet anyway 

Just because I 
Haven't had 
My coffee yet 
Is no reason 
To 
     Self destruct. 




Wednesday, April 6, 2016

Sarcasm

Some days,
One feels ones age -
102 
If it's a day 

And what a relief it will be 
To cease 
To exist 
No more bills to pay 
No more wondering 
If 
I 've said the 
     Right thing 

What did they mean by that 
And what 
Were they 
     Trying 
     To say 

Sometimes the Tango 
     Tangles us up 
     And sometimes it 
Flows 

This morning I was 
Wonderful 
And hopeful 
And then 
     A friend 
Who seems to have a knack for that 
Came 
And took it away 

Not my fault 
But I blame myself 
For every little thing 

I feel so betrayed 
And abandoned 

Left here 

To live 
Or die 
And to try 
And figure out 
Why 

The Gods 
have a sense of humor 

Even if it is 
Sarcastic 
And dark 



Thursday, March 31, 2016

Death Valley. Rhyolite


Death Valley


70 mph wind gusts. Death Valley.


God of the Garden

The God of the garden 
Welcomes me 
Home 

Death Valley. 
May be beautiful 
And far 
But it is not 
Green with flowers 
And 
Too many spring 
Weeds 

It is quieter -
Until the wind blows 
Then it feels like time 
To dig a hole 
In the dusty ground 
To get away from 
Blowing sand that stings 
As it hits my leg -
Can't stand up straight -
Walking like a drunken person -
And the sun -
Which dries all things 
Is very fierce
There 

Beautiful mountains. -

Here -
I have the sea -
All places seem to have 
Some version
Of crows -
As one flys by 

A hummingbird 
Comes near -
Sits on a branch 
Above my head 
And looks at me 
Saying 
Why -

Why don't you have 
a hummingbird feeder 
For me 

Thank you 
God of the Garden 
For being here 
To welcome me 
Home 

Sunday, March 20, 2016

Dragons and Unicorns

Reading the bible 
Again,
With a more adult curiousity,
I find -
Dragons and 
Unicorns mentioned 
Many times !

Water being turned to wine 
And multiplying loaves and fishes 
Is mentioned with much more 
Amazement 
Than the common everyday occurrence 
Of dragons and 
Unicorns 

What am I to make of this -
Seriously !
The blind can see 
The lame can walk 
And dragons and 
Unicorns lounge around 
In the public square 
Causing no great calamity

The Roman solders must have had 
Special divisions 
To fight them 
Or catch them 
Or deal with them 
     Somehow 
Special nets 
For unicorns
(Pet them) 
Special harnesses for dragons 
(Ride them) 

It is in a book 
Which some say I must believe in 
Literally !
- some say 
It is open to interpretation -
Some hardly look at it 
At all 

God is love 
And light -
To be sought 
Within

And there are dragons 
And unicorns 

But -
Loving "my" neighbors 
Is not so easy 





Thursday, March 17, 2016

Ploughing

Trying to find some 
Time away 
Seems a bit like 
Ploughing 
     A field 
Everyone wants 
     Something -
There are horses 
To harness 
And bargains to be 
     Made 
There is money to be 
     Set aside 
 Now -
     With everything costing 
More and more -

I still want to see 
The sky 
And have some 
Quiet time -
Some time among 
The trees

No one seems to understand 
This 
The Taoist Hemit 
Within 
Needs a bit of 
Expression
Now and then 

Wednesday, March 9, 2016

Donation Button!!

Just in case 
You might have 
Lots of money
And would like to be 
"A patron of the arts"

I have 
(With help)
And much pondering 
And 
Poking of buttons 
And 
Reading of unintelligible 
     Instructions

- Two hours it took us -
There has been installed 
(With much hopeful wishing 
And imagination) 
A donation button 
On this blog 

The dream is 
That just a few millionaires 
- From somewhere on earth -
Would like to donate 
     To the cause of 
My continued 
     Survival 
(Not that I will perish 
Without them)
But 
It would be sooooo cool 
To have a stash $$
To be able to prop up this old house 
To shop 
     At more 
Than the dollar store 

- Just sayin -



Sunday, March 6, 2016

From Time Magazine 3/14/16. Mr. Donald Trump (center)


The Trump Tower

Will he save us ?
(We need saving) 
There are those who wish to 
     Harm us 
To take our stuff 
     And kill us 
And They are coming here 

They are already 
There 
Causing trouble 
And attacking 

We, as people, 
Have fought so 
     Long and hard 
For our evolution 
Into a people 
Who believe 
     That butterflies 
     Are free 
And have a right 
To be 

We have tried hard to evolve 
Into a people with 
Rights 
And compassion 
And enough to eat
For everyone 

There are some who do not 
Believe 
In you and me 
Some who do not want 
To allow everyone 
To be 
To exist 
To be free 

To call God 
By name 
And Goddess too

There is a Goddess 
Of mercy 
We need her 
Here 

Everyone does
Need mercy
And space 
And time 
     And place 

Will this deal maker 
Be able to deal 
For us 
For all of us 

Will he be able to 
     Separate the wheat 
From the chaff -
Water the wheat 
(No gmo)

And do we know 
That it takes work 
And heart
And courage 
To approach that 
Which we call 
Civilization 

And it takes preserving 
And believing 
As a group 
As in 
     All of us 
-where we are-
To insist
In dignity -
To cooperate
Willingly 

It can be lost
So easily 
It is up to 
Each and 
Everyone 
Of us 



Friday, February 26, 2016

brilliance


Brilliance

Going through 
Old papers 
Containing -
Brilliant thoughts and 
     Ideas 
And plans 

- filled up a whole sack 
Of that -
For trash
- can't have too much 
Brilliance
- don't have 
Room

Every day in 
Every way 
Throw something 
Out !

Go through old stuff 
And sift
And sort 

Different things are 
Important now 
The time is running 
Out 

Many things 
would have happened
      by now 
- if they were 
     Going to 

This used to make me sad 
Thinking why not "I"
Why shouldn't I have 
What I think I 
     Should have 
And even better -

     Some wonderful things 
Which haven't even occurred 
To me 
Yet

But now I know 
A brilliant thing -
     - having enough
To eat 
And 
A place to sleep 

Is the best idea 
Yet 




Monday, February 22, 2016

from bbc news app.


Cease Fire !!!

Cease fire 
Oh 
Thank God !!

Decide not to shoot 
     Each other 
Any more

Just -
Decide that 

Make up your 
Mind 
To it !

And while you're at it 
Don't change your mind 
Again -
Ever !

I've had enough 
I am old enough 
To realize 
That patience 
And tolerance 
Are necessary 
In this life 

In this coffee place 
The baby starts to fuss 
So the mom begins 
To breast feed 
Right here 
Right now 

It's what we all need 

Food 
Shelter 
And some 
     Fun 

Breast feeding in public 
Omg
In my growing up world 
This would NEVER 
have happened! 
We were bottle fed 
On 
Corn syrup
And 
Canned milk 

Omg 

No wonder the older 
Sister died 
     At one year old 
And I have a few problems 
     With health

So now we know 
The baby needs 
That food 

We can change 
We can learn 
We can grow

The world needs 
To stop fighting 
To stop "greeding"
And to make sure 
We all
Have 

Food -
Shelter -
And 
Some 
Fun. 


Saturday, February 13, 2016

Greetings

Peace and hope 
Freedom and wonder 
We have so little time
Left 

Let's not waste it fighting 
Let us realize 
What's important 

Let us 
Take care of 
One another 

No way to do this 
But 
To raise our own 
     Consciousness 
Each and 
     Everyone 

We are the vibe 
We find 
Inside 

Our connection 
With 

For free -
Our own -

Just like everyone dances 
Their own 
Tango 
So 
Do we all know -

We know it when we see it
And feel it 
When 
We meet 
     ourselves 

Within

Thursday, February 11, 2016

Human

There is this guy
Has a utube channel
All about his life
God bless 'em -
And now his mail-order wife
God bless 'em -
My best friend and neighbor
Was and is such a bride
I do not fault her -
To do anything to get out of
That poverty
And out of that way
That they treat women -
To come to these United States
To be treated like a human
Anything
To get out of that poverty
And hunger
The guys can think that
It's true love
And it is -
Love of freedom
Freedom from fear
And want
And hunger

Have a child or two and be safe
And warm and dry
And have food
And be treated like
A human being
Yes
It's love
Take it for what it is
It's love -
For immigration
For papers
For food
This is no small thing

We do what we must 
To survive 
Even -
Put up with 
You

And the dude 
Believes in love 
In the fantasy 
He is not bad 
He is just sad 
And a little 
     Lonesome 

God give us strength 
Everyone 


Monday, February 8, 2016

Hats

Here we all are
In spinning space 
If we just stop a moment and
Reflect
     A moment -
We can then reach 
Some sense of connection 
With

That bit of contact
Is precious 
And well worth giving up 
A bit of rushing about -
     For it 

We haven't got 
That much longer to find 
This joyfulness - 
Within 

Secret is -
It belongs to us 
As our right 
     - Bought by 
Being here 

They may tell you 
It isn't yours 
And belongs to someone 
     Else 
(They most surely will) 

They will make rules and schools 
 - And add robes 
     And hats 
Have you noticed that
It's always hats -
Hats for this 
And hats for that -
It seems they fight wars 
About 
Who wears which hat
Or cap, or scarf -
Just so
Who can wear what 
And when 
Upon their head
Or cut their hair or not 
Or beard or 
Lamb chops 
Sideburns
Or not
Why is it anybody's business 
But ours ?
I wonder 

This spinning ball 
We rest upon 
Will probably not be disturbed
By headwear
This corner of the galaxy may 
Get along quite nicely 
Without 
Knowing about 
The headgear perched upon
The puny 
Human









Wednesday, February 3, 2016

God bless us


God Bless Us Everyone

Sitting here 
Waiting for blood 
To be drawn 

I've been dizzy for 
     A week -
Dizzy broad !

Feeling very sorry 
For myself -
When -
In the waiting room 
The conversation begins 
With a gent 
Who's been diagnosed 
With 
Cancer !

Oh good God -

The question comes -
Why do you do this 
To us ?
- An all powerful God 
Could just as easily 
Mandate! 
No Suffering, No Pain -
And 
Enough stuff 
For all 
Of us -

Simple 
When u 
Sit on clouds 
All day,
Wave one finger
And galaxies spring 
Into being 

It is a lesson in letting 
Go -
Some say 
-this could just as easily 
     Have
     been mandated by 
     the flick of the cosmic 
Fingernail-

Are we beneath 
Notice ?
God's own son 
Had to suffer 
So !
(Little birds and lilies 
Of the field 
Have every hair 
Numbered!)
(And they toil not -
Neither do they reap!)

I give up 
I don't know 
And yet still 
Here we sit
Still -
On the horns 
Of the dilemma 

Maybe that's why the ancients 
Worshiped Bulls -
Two good horns 
To sit upon -

I doubt it helped much 
But probably better than 
Believing in absolutely 
Nothing -
At all 


Tuesday, January 26, 2016

One thin dime


One Thin Dime

And "they" say there's 
No inflation 

WHY then 
Am I sitting here 
With just a few 
     Small grocery bags 
Filled with 
Nothing frivolous -
For so much money ?!!

This much money 
Used to 
PAY THE RENT !!
the whole rent !
With utilities 
     Included !
One block from the 
Beach 
In 
Long Beach -

But there's no 
     Inflation 
So,
"LET EM EAT CAKE" !!

I bought some flour -
I'm Going to make 
Some bread -
That will teach 'em !

But the oven's broken -
Has been these 
     Many years 
If I buy a new stove 
That's a $500 loaf 
     Of bread 🙁 !!

"Can't win for Losin'"
As my daddy used to say -

He also said 
"A day late and a dollar short" 
And 
"Once in a blue moon" 
And 
"A month of Sunday's" 

But then, 
He lived through the
Great Depression 
And WW2
So 
He must have known 
Something 

He said he started workin' 
When he was twelve

And an afternoon 
At the silent pictures cost
Ten cents
But that dime was made of 
Silver -

What was up 
     With that?

Purple Flame


Saturday, January 23, 2016

The Writing Truck

The writing truck -
It may not be much
Parked beside the roadside 
     Such-

But I have my 
Coffee and 
My cookie and 
A notebook and a phone
     Such -
Writing tools are
     These 

Someday I dream 
To have a modern 
Motor home
Or at least some kind of 
Van 
In which to stand 
And move about
     And even 
Stretch out -
For a little nap 
Here 
     By the sea

But for now it
Will have to do -
At least the view 
Is something 
To write
About

The ocean gives us 
     Pause
          Wild and deep
If it had a tsunami here
     And now
I would be gone 
This life-song 
     Done
In a cataclysm of 
     Fishes

The writing truck


Monday, January 18, 2016

Conspiracies and Ghostly Lights

Watching utube 
Late at night 
Conspiracies and ghostly 
      Lights
Things on the moon 
That just aren't right 
And why are they not leaving us alone 
And letting us 
     Get on with it 
Did they cause all the major 
Wars 
And are they 
Still 
Do they educate us 
To believe 
That  
Everything they say 
Is true 
Did they kill them 
One by one 
The ones who sought 
To set us free 
Beginning with the one 
They hung up 
On the tree 
The one who came 
To set us free 

Yes 
It makes my head spin 
To wonder 
And that's the fun of it 
Beats the heck out of regular 
TV 
Where nothing is a 
Mystery 
Except, of course, 
The Mysteries

Thursday, January 7, 2016

Savoir Faire

Oh thou fighters and
Angry young men 
And those who wish to 
CONQUER THE WORLD !!!

Would you please learn to dance !
And have a glass of wine 
And hold your partner close 
And listen to the music 

It seems that the Tango takes 
Away the aggression -
Like grounding your electricity -
Your attention could then be given

To steps and hugs and 
Finesse
To moves and turns 
And interplay with 
Another 

War 
Would then seem 
Foolish -
As it is 

There are more important things 
To do 
With your precious time 
With your fleeting youth 

- Hold one another 
Move
Have politeness
And savoir faire

Much better than 
Bombs 
And tragedy 



Friday, January 1, 2016

The Great Connection

New Year's Day 
And I have had 
Oatmeal 
For breakfast !
- a "plant based diet" 
No bacon 
No eggs 
Hopefully not 
     "Genetically modified"
Oats . . .

Not that I will do this 
Everyday -
I prefer to be free
Of platitudes and 
Pronouncements
As much as may be 
Possible 

And this afternoon I will be 
Watching 
The great American 
FOOTBALL GAME 
and ROSE PARADE
On someone's great big 
TV 

God save us !!

In the past 
I have avoided such 
As being much too 
Much! 
But 
I am turning over a 
New Leaf 
Of going along with what 
Happens to be happening 
As long as there is no direct injury 
Involved 
To either party

They may carry a few players 
Off the field 
And many roses had to die 
To decorate 
But 
The players make millions 
To suffer such 
And roses were born
To be sacrificed

To be given 
To lovers in love -
To be the sign 
Of perfect love -
Of spiritual heart
Opening -

The rose within us
Needs to be watered 
To be fed
To be nurtured
And to be admired 
For what it is 

-Our great connection 
With that Love of
Pure creation 
Pure beingness
Oneness
Love