Atom Bombs and Paper Plates

The Parents
     believed,
God Bless 'em,
     in World War Two
     and such

I grew up
     in a cold war
which was no war
It didn't matter much
     Atom bombs
          were going to
               kill us
     marijuana helped us
               not to care
     And somewhere
          among the shrapnel
          of an over educated mind

Buddha made
     his soft appearance
-and it's taken
     quite awhile
for the message of
     simplicity

-to sink in 

Dreams of Snakes

Dreams of snakes
     Again...!
Why is it always a
     Python/Boa Constrictor?
And why
     does it always
Remind me
     of you?
-Dear-

This one became
     friendlier
As the dream
     went on
(much like yourself-
     has become)

But it was hungry
     and that
     was a problem-
Someone had to go
     out and get some
     food for it-
     at the snake food
          store

And then it climbed
     into bed
And was content
     -moving softly-
     beneath
     the covers

And then it became
     interested
In something else    
     and so I let
     it go-
Into the landscaping
-Where it surprised
     the passerby-   ...  !

I know better
     than to eat
un-digestable things
     before bed

-but I was hungry
-for a little something...

Just like I know better
     than to hang out with
          you
     -dear-


-But you have ceased biting...

-And are beginning to

     Slither
          Away...



     

Stolen Moments

We steal
     what moments
We may

From the jaws
      of the monsters
            of
Conformity
     Responsibility
          and
               Guilt
 
Those things
     R still important!
and deserve our
     great respect!

(Using R for are
     causes me anxiety)

But
On our days off
     on our moments off

We must realize

I must realize

That
     there is
          a treasure
               there

And by my
     realization of
These precious moments
     I come more
     -into the moment
     I become more sane-
     and in touch with
     the magic of
         the
               moment

not to sound
     too crazy
          but-
The fairies and the elves
     live there
The sparkling life-light
     of tinker bell
          is there
It's what gives Peter Pan
     the ability
          to fly
It's what gives life
     its spice-
          its cosmic
               oregano

We are in touch
     with that-
We have it
     inside of us-
It is us
and we are it

And it is
    sparkling-subtle

joy














 

there it is....
the advertizement
     for gold
right with ads
     for plumbing
     and meditation
     and flowers

now if they would only
     deliver...

so friendly, so warm

so friendly
so warm
so much fun to be
     around
using all the charm
     which you possessed
     (which wasn't much)

all of this
     in service of
the lining up of
     a place
          to be

and you think I haven't
     heard it before

"just let me move in"
"I won't be any trouble"
"I also won't pay any rent"
"or do any work"

You think I haven't
     heard this before?

Can't blame a guy for tryin'
     right?
What I can blame you for
     is being
     so sweet and kind
Not for me
but for my roof
which doesn't leak
anymore
-for which "I" paid $$$!!!

Not for me but for my
shower, my heater,
and a convenient address
     at which to receive
     any correspondence
     deemed necessary
     to your vagabond
          existence

And to you
who was so
conciliatory
     you'll never know
     all this
because
with all your concern
     and caring
and time on your hands

you've never once
read
a thing
     I've written
 











 

GOLD

It just amazes me
-I write about my plumbing
and I get    "ads on blog"
about ... plumbing

this is the way it is
   these days

but what if I wrote about
   GOLD?
will I get ads about
   GOLD?

but how do I get that GOLD
sent to me
"fed ex"...

I visualize...
pots and pots of GOLD
delivered to my door...

I visualize the poor "fed ex guy"
or girl
struggling under the weight of it

the truck
   listing to one side
from the
weight
   of all that GOLD

and I must arrange
for storage
   -some room at
   Fort Knox
move over Feds...
(I'd better not use THAT word
or the Feds may find me)
what would they have to advertise
-except about the fine job they're doing
growing deficits and devaluing paper money
and taxing what's left of us
into the poor house-

Which is why I need that delivery
Stat!

I try to be
   very zen
   very spiritual
but I find I need to eat
and sleep someplace

what a crazy country
what a crazy world
Where it costs so much
-just to get by

so the "new agers" say
all we need do
is visualize
GOLD, GOLD, GOLD
and it will manifest
   in our lives

With my luck!
It will be another
   GOLD crown
in my mouth
costing some unbelievable amount
accompanied with
   pain and suffering
   and Valium

obewan

writing on a smart phone
while watching tv
not much on
obviously
my mother saw the advent
of
the telephone and airplanes
space walks and microwaves
both parents had pacemakers
eventually...
which meant not
using the microwave...
now this phone is
telling me about dropped signals
and things
maybe someday
it can tell me about
the meanings of things
(like life)
but will i believe it?
will i have already
found it?
will obewan tell me
that the force
will always be with me?
and what
will they have invented
by then?
and will it be
worth watching