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Selected Poems
130831
BEGGAR WOULD RIDE
I don’t ask for a life of luxury
(of cherries and whipped cream)
but I’m jealous of my night-time self
who gets to sleep and dream.
130830
HARD TIMES
barely enough tuition for
the school of hard knocks
130828a
Oh,
it’s such a pity
that my kitty
thinks it’s witty
that her itty-bitty
pads go pitty-pat—
and, moreover,
that her catty
city mistress
wrote a flitty
little ditty
about that.
[Well, I GO to the city often.]
130828c
UNI-VERSE-AL?
The other planet poets—
Who are they?
What do they write?
What is poem-worthy
in their sight?
What, to them, is beauty;
what right or wrong or duty?
The other planet poets—
Do they write with heart?
Do we share a Muse?
Or are we worlds apart?
130828g
SELF SURVEY
Openly
I dwell in stealth.
For all I know,
I dreamed myself.
I have no place to stand—
except in here I am.
130826
WHAT SAY, RENÉ?
“I think,
therefore I am.”
You thought, therefore you were.
You were a man; I don’t refute—
but is a stone’s existence in dispute?
If not, then is it true
that stone thinks too?
130825b
ENCUMBERED
We feel so sure
as we endure,
seeking unremembered bliss,
“There’s more to life than this.”
Yes.
There’s also less.
130823
AT LAST, AT EASE
The trust I bear to Thee
in gratitude deep-growing
turns pangs of old not-knowing
from pain to peace for me.
130820
ALL TOGETHER NOW
(A Spiritual Perspective)
But for space,
we all would be
stuck in the same spot—
yet, if we’re free,
paradoxically
who’s to say we’re not?
130816
“Hugs—5¢”
her t-shirt read.
Five cents a hug!
For that, I dug
and paid the lady’s fee.
“Hugs—5¢”
the hugger said.
And when we’d done,
for love or fun
she bought one back from me.
130815b
I HEAR THE PEOPLE WONDERING
Perfect love casts out fear.
What makes pain disappear?
* * *
Change is scary, no-change worse;
is eternal life a curse?
* * *
In this scheme of good v. sin,
how do animals fit in?
* * *
Imagine that we took a poll—
“What’s your pick: love or control?”
* * *
While we’re learning what is true,
what are we supposed to do?
130813b
WEDDING TOAST:
“Forget all the fables
you’ve been spun—
now it’s two hardheads
instead of one.
130813d
RELAX, BREATHE
Life can seem
so hard and unfair.
Yet every time
I come up for air …
the air is always there.
130809c
SHUNNED
I knew I was unwelcome,
even at first sight.
At my approach, one huffed.
Then they all took flight.
But their leaving left me grateful—
in sheer dear deer delight.
130808
UN-FLAIRY TALE
Once upon a time, the lord and lady
of the manor got dethroned (missed
a balloon payment). Their homestead
was foreclosed upon and they were
forced to move to a shepherd’s hut
where they lived meagerly but happily
ever after, as far as anybody knows.
They could have been eaten by bears.
130805
WAY STATION
You made us
from Your spark—
and a bit of loam.
We travel here in dark;
help us help each other home.
130804
IN GOOD TIME
When does
suffering end?
(When karma’s
known as friend.)
130801b
I have seen
what wasn’t there;
saw it twice,
but didn’t stare.
Don’t know why
it came to me,
unless to show
such things can be.
* * *