Saturday, March 1, 2014

Day Trip

A day away 
A day to walk
A day to see the streams run 
Which have been dry 
For a long time
In south California 

Wild flowers will wake up
Small birds will call
And I will remember how 
I am a part of it all


Thursday, February 27, 2014

Dear Mr Buffett

Dear Mr Buffett
Before u go 
Could u please
Leave me a billion
Or so...

I'm sure everyone asks u this
U must get tired of it
U've worked so hard for it!

What would my credentials be,
My resu-me?

It's here I stumble 
It's here I fail 
For I know the most 
     Unworthy
Pale before me 
     -on a good day

I struggle to keep 
     The goldfish fed 
Plants watered-

But I do not 
     Give up-
That's one thing 
I don't do

I write this from 
The dentist chair 
My mouth all full 
Of goo

For it seems that I try so hard 
So seriously -
So sincerely -
     That my poor teeth
      R feeling the brunt
Of it 

Support for poets !!
This is an art
     They say...

Putting into words
The verities/ 
Vulgarities 
Of life 

And then there's 
The 600$$ dentist bill
I'll have to 
Pay




Psychology

Having always 
Wanted to meet myself

Let me know 
If you see me...

Walking down a road
Or some other place 
Let me know if you see my face 

She will be a bit
     Bewildered
Gravely disappointed...

But looking up 
To hills for
The one- from
Which comes
Our help

She feels she has 
     Been 
Promised this-

She feels someone
     Must know-

She reads the books
She hears the talks
She wonders 
And she walks

Through the little 
     Neighborhood
No dogs to go along-
     Long gone

The best friends 
     Of this life-
Why don't humans
Get along
As well

If you see her 
Let me know

She's looking 
For her self

-they say
Everyone
Has one-

Coffee

It is a day for which coffee
Is necessary...

My plans have all
Gone awry

Rumi says 
Without stomping 
There would be no wine

Grapes must be squashed, 
     Smashed and 
          Pulverized. 

What is this wine?
And where
     Can I 
          Get some ??

Monday, February 24, 2014

Writing for Robots

Is it all robots?
My "friend says it's all robots"
Viewing my blogging.

Writing for robots-
The title
The new book...
Written for robots
Built by robots...
The world is
     Changing...


Search engines
Searching for me
Or at least
     Who they think I am
Web bots and rainbows
Bits and bites
And
Let me call a friend
     To have lunch with-

A robot can't do that
But I am writing
On an iPhone
My answering machine is
     Answering for me
And the thermostat is
Robotically
Keeping me warm

So then
This robot
Messes up
And I can't find
What
I've written

And then
I give up
And then
Inexplicably
I find it again
And finish

Written in real time
With a thing which
Does not
Cooperate fully
Very frustrating!...

The body robot is
Getting hungry

What to do
About
That?

The body robot-
I wish there was 
An app for that !
For feeding the 
     Biologic-
For dentist
For doctor
For relationships 
     Of all kinds ! ! !

-Just found an app for this!
Now robots are much more 
Symbiotic
Speaking together 
Happily 😊

But still 
Capitalizing
Uncontrollably!
The beginning of every line
When 
They should know
That's just not right !
They should know that 
     Is the  prerogative 
     Of the poet !
But they have not been 
Programmed 
For that - ! -

And that 
My friends is 
The crux
 Of this problem !
The robots can only do 
What they've been 
     Programmed to 
And if I can't stop them 
     From capitalizing...

How do we suppose 
We can stop them from 
Other 
More 
Sinister things ... !




Morning Coffee

Morning coffee
After a day
On the road
Yes
We saw wonderful things
But the rush of it
The push of it
Might leave one feeling
Exhausted

Morning coffee
Safely
Back home
I suppose
There is a
Balance to it

If I can ever find it

Worldly life
Seems to me
To be
All uphill
And then you're dead
What was it for

Always fighting
Always trying
Always an ego
To appease

Appeasing an ego
... Not so easy
They seem to have voracious
Appetites
They seem to always know
What's right
...or think they do

Morning coffee
Can I find that place
Can I find that space
The one that has no cares
Or worries
Within it

Let us try...

Wednesday, February 19, 2014

get back - jack

back up
back out
get back-
     jack

enough, enough
my mind

give me back
my time

allow the moment
to shine

how unhappy
must I get
before I realize-
I'm looking
in the wrong
direction

worrying about
the wrong
thing

this delicious - ness
this quietude
extends
within

becomes
exquisite

like fine wine
-with
crackers

like friendship
-like love

the mystics knew

they know it
now

i wonder

how ?