Submit Your Poems
Get Your Premium Membership

Nature Science Poems | Nature Poems About Science

These Nature Science poems are examples of Nature poems about Science. These are the best examples of Nature Science poems written by international PoetrySoup poets

If you don't find the poem you want here, try our incredible, super duper, all-knowing, advanced poem search engine.

Details | Verse | |

Who Am I

I am the ring around Saturn
spinning words as particles of ice and dust
with the power to transcend

I am the original chosen to be right here right now
transmitting verbal frequencies 
through speaking my thoughts into existence

I am the heir of omnipotence,
born with a direct connection to profound abundance 
The one whose words will age, yet still have substance;
since there are no boundaries attached to my pen

I am constant energy
Translating personal experience into imagery 
Vulnerable to tyranny,
yet i continue attempting to share some truth
through this abstract language of poetry

I am the core
I am that I am more
I am the Divine Presence that is the Source of my rewards

I am the green you get when you mix too much yellow with the blue
That shade of gold you get when the sun resides into darkness
and when it ascends in the dawn burning dew
I am the transition between the third and fourth dimension of time;
the love you feel when you realize how it feels

I am the poem that is abstractly direct
because I write beyond limits
absorbing frequencies from 3 to 8 hertz
through meditation for several minutes
I am the one bridging the gap between
the analog ascension and the direct connection to spirit
The one who is love
because I am a descendent  of it

I am the rhythm that the wind blows
I am the beginning and the ending of stories told
about the universe and how miracles unfold
I hold the power to accept judgement from those who will do just that
Not knowing that I am them in the absolute reality of me
Judge that

I am knowledge beyond measure because that is my right
So I continue meeting the different parts of me
when I meditate and write
Who am I?

Details | Acrostic | |

Alien Feet

ALIEN                             -NOT-                               HUMAN

Alien life form---                               ---Far from human toucH
Living among it self---                  ---In the heavens like a gurU
Intelligence kept from civilization------Scientist call it a phantoM 
Earth remains alone---                            ---Like a secret ninjA 
NASA's top secret---                           ---You are not humanN

BY:SKAT                              .                                   BY;PD

Details | Haiku | |

Terra Firma

Earth playing in space.
Rolling over and over.
Sunrise, sunset, spin!

Details | Rhyme | |

Half-Lit Moon

Haze up in the heavens encircles this orb.
Half-dark, half-light, shines from above.
Twinkles of light appear to absorb.
Fractions of darkness within lighted glove,

Speaking to lovers held in each other’s arms.
Answering questions of science to some,
Floating around spreading blessed charms,
Listening close at times, hearing a hum.

Lovers for centuries, graciously, captured by,
Sweet serenity and magical mystery,
Others entranced with secrets, which fly.
From words written and spoken in history.

Satellite, orb, lady, they are all the same.
Mythical goddesses, gripped in flame.
These tales have spread so many games.
This object seen most nights has no shame.

Details | Rhyme | |

When The Sun Sets

When the sun sets, The stars shine with no regrets. Darkness fills the air, The moon gives light with every care. The darkness is easier to walk through, Every light shining is so pure and true. Guidence forever are the stars in the sky, With them we find our places lifted so high. Forever is the moon to cast light upon us all, We become encouraged to stand firm and tall. The stars shine with no regrets, When the sun sets.

When the sun sets, Shining its powerful light it never forgets. Though light fades to darkness, It comes about with alertness. Shadows before the eye can see, The little shining light is enough to set us free. Sometimes we are afraid to walk alone in the dark, From which we were given a caustic remark. Guidance Forever is the changing of dark and light, It helps us to be strong and make one last fight. Forever are the shadows lurking at every turning point, If we give in it is ourselves we disappoint. Shining its powerful light it never forgets, When the sun sets.

When the sun sets, The sky is filled with wonderful colors that the ocean reflects. All the animals of the sea, Come forth creating a musical harmony. The waves crash upon the shore, Washing up new sand to the ocean floor. Its a beautiful site to see, The ocean sounds are calmingly free. Who's to say the ocean isn't peaceful get away, Its a calming place to relax and stay. The sky is filled with wonderful colors that the ocean reflects, When the sun sets.

Details | Free verse | |

Nano-bot Incursion

            Nano-bot Incursion

Nanobots began to shape their world in silent numbers
Grew uncountable before the dawn of days
In silence there is no form.
Darkness has no shape on empty landscapes
Black rocks don’t count as objects to odd aliens  
Time does not stand still.  It stands for nothing in the trenches of creation
Down in the minuscule world of nano-ness abstraction
Going about their business relentlessly
Expanding as they go
Nothing holds back the glow of tenacious ingenuity.    
Human metallic rings worn on fingers
Seem to have peculiar effects on nanos actions
For some unknown reason strange things happen at mere contact
Apparently the shape of rings causes aberrant behavior
Perhaps tiny automatons don’t like restrictions
Confined movements to circular rotation
Perplexing them to the monotony of repetition 
Around and around the band
Become disoriented as an emergent species
Collide and die 
Apparently nano-bots need to expand 
Naturally this is all pure speculation   
If humans are to merge with them successfully
They must open up the molecules within each cell
Relax the pores above the skin
Allow the alien in
Allow the process to begin
It does not matter if this is a sin or crime
Science and technology must forge forward 
That which goes against conventions
Has never stopped the building of reality 
Constructing futures is what the nanos do
We are long overdue to break all laws of nature
Allow the nano-bots to do 
What they instinctively know how and what to do
Merge with the human brain
Take us to their leader to new horizons
To the next plateau into omnipotence
To stand in numbing silence next to them
Spinning round and round in circles
Humming nano nano under the breath

Details | Rhyme | |

Enough For All

by Wordancer

All the species of this world, whether mammal, fish or bird
Are provided with their food, whatever their taste
Each created for the other,
When the offspring leaves the mother
There is all the food that’s needed without waste.

The ants will feed the lizard, and in turn, it feeds the Hawk 
The flies they feed the spiders, then the frogs.
The amphibian feeds the snake 
Which the Kookaburras take 
And in time, they all feed ants inside the logs.

The logs fall from mighty trees that house and feed the tiny bees
that fertilize the plants we use as foods.
With rain and sun the crops will flourish
And when harvested, they can nourish
All the peoples in the world, if we so choose

Foods for all the nations are here in God’s Creations,
Glorious is the spirit that’s big enough to care.
Food goes where it’s needed
If our sight is not impeded 
Or we keep it for ourselves when there’s enough for all to share.

In this world of ours we’re brothers, sisters, fathers, mothers,
We’re all related by living on this earth.
Whatever we do tomorrow
Can bring happiness or sorrow
Today is when we work out what it’s worth.

Details | Narrative | |

A Long Cold-Chill

I watched the penguins woddle along,
On cold-hard ice; where they belong.

From water to land, they scurried around,
Flapping their feet on frozen ground.

Herds of them were standing still,
Settling down to a long cold chill.

Mother passes her egg to father carefully;
Knowing he'll care for it, so, naturally.

He'll protect it from the harsh-cold nights,
In a warm snug pouch away from sight.

For mother must find many fish to catch,
While father stays until it is hatched.

Long-dark days of Winter will change to Fall,
Returning mother, with, her familiar call.

Such a sweet sound for father's ear,
Ending another, long-cold Winter year.

Giving father penguin a much needed break,
For their chick is born and fully awake.

With such a huge urge to quickly eat,
Yes, many tasty meals of fresh, fish-meat.

Details | Haiku | |

Natural Wonder {Haiku}

multi-colored lights
aurora borealis
spirits in the sky

Details | Limerick | |

Don't Disturb The Hive

Run, jump, scream, duck, dodge and leap 
Try to stay on your running feet 
Honey in the hive 
The bees are alive 
Run, jump, scream, don't fall and leap!

Details | Light Poetry | |

' Patricia Adams - An Alaskan Light ... '

She, Of The Cosmic Essence
Aware Of A Power
Aware Of A Presence
And Aware Of The Need For Our
Desire To Rise Higher
… and Higher
To Our Optimum Height
Patricia … You Are Like The Alaskan Lights
Those Northern Flares and Colors In Cold Night 
Floating Dreams, So Mesmerizing
Patricia, Brings It To Her Poetic Themes
Such Are The Verses She Shares To View
And Reading Them, She's Showing You
Her Cosmic Essence Insight
Oh Patricia, You’re An Alaskan Light …
So, Keep Reaching, Keep Speaking … and Write !

For The Girl, Who Shared A Comfy, Snug Book Read
On One Of Her Snowy Days … (Via Her Poem- ‘Autumn’s Passing’ 
Also - Your Poem ‘Journey’ is One)
See … It Brought Back Some Wonderful Memories To Me …

                   Your Poet-Friend,
                           The  MoonBee

Details | Free verse | |

Just wait and see

I am going to be a star,

I am going to out  shine you by far.

Around this galaxy, I will swing ,

From a little nobody, to the hottest thing.

I am going to be a star.

First , a little faint and dim,

As I gain power,

I will be shining to the rim.

I will come in like an explosive boom.

You will see me shine very soon,

I am going to be a star.

An explosive volume,  yet unheard,

I will out shine all the stars, even those yet unheard.

I am going to be a star.

The hottest thing at night,

Truly , a beautiful sight.

I will be the hottest in the galaxy ,too.

Just wait and see in a million years or two.

Details | Haiku | |

' Metaphysical Moment (The Haiku)

Metaphysical Moment (The Haiku)

           Understanding A
       Metaphysical Moment …
       … Nature’s Mysteries

                 This Haiku is for:
       The Haiku Master ‘Raul’ Moreno
Metaphysical Poet Extraordinaire’ (smile))


Details | Blank verse | |

Divine Splendor

I found it in the heaven's
In the sun and moon and sky and stars above
I found it in the clouds
And in the colors of the rainbow
I found it in the forest serene
In the majestic mountains and in the desert plain
I found it in the flowing rivers and ocean's shore
I found it in the flowering bud
And in the array of floral and fauna colors
I found it in the butterfly and song birds
In the raindrops and the snowflakes
I found God's handiwork in nature
I only had to open my eyes
To look upon this divine splendor
On this planet  called Earth

Details | Iambic Pentameter | |

Watching Paint Dry

Spectrum speculations on particular waves

Prismatic refractions of straight beams of light
Showing rainbows of color division
Like octaves of notes on a musical scale
Mixing on palette of chordyllic vision
To play us a picture of moody rendition
On a canvas of mirrors and smoke
Do all these colors match speed in their flight?
Or is it a mad cosmic joke?
Red particles hanging their ten with delight
Surfing a light wave of blue
With purple and green flitting madly alight
At this speed they’re smokingly true
What’s faster the red or the blue?

Details | Light Poetry | |

' A Metaphysical Moment ...'

‘ A  Metaphysical  Moment ’

A Metaphysical Moment
Electrifying To The Touch
Breathless, Thru The Clouds
Can My Heart, Take So Much

… Can My Eyes Endure
All This Vision, I See
Can Voice, Even Speak
Over Roaring of This Sea

… Can Ear Even Listen
When I Am Flying So Free
Soaring, So True With You and
Metaphysical Moment and Me …

A Metaphysical Moment
Will I Ever Understand
This Mystery of Our Universe
The Mystery of Woman and Man …

(And I End This with an Haiku for
The Haiku Master ‘Raul’ Moreno and
Metaphysical Poet Extraordinaire’ (smile))

Metaphysical Moment (The Haiku)

          Understanding A
      Metaphysical Moment …
      … Nature’s Mysteries

Metaphysical (definition) as an adjective:

Metaphysical of early 17th Century Poetry
Relating to the poetic style of John Donne,
George Herbert and other early 17th Century Poets
Who used consciously intellectual language
And elaborate metaphors that compared things

Details | Free verse | |


Sometimes to no avail
You struggle to be different
Like snowflakes you fall 
Believe you are vindicated, distinct and exclusive
With innovative design and crystallized mind
Attempting to impress everyone with the hand you have 
only we all have the same cards
Razor sharp edges and frosty images
We are slush after a too many Sunday afternoon
Deteriorated with a warped spinal column and a stone-washed mentality
Liquefied by last season's snow boots and plowed to the side most of the time 
Human quality is overstated and overrated 
the world is far too over populated
we are all the uniform


with carbon bonds, hydrogen and oxygen 
I doubt my DNA complexity is what makes my soul mine
We are all hypocrites, benevolence is only to benefit ourselves
When you come out of the cloud your eyes are misted and your judgment’s 
With age it doesn't get better only you assume you grasp what you require
But really you've been programmed and proselytized until you do not know what 
you desire

We come out with different intentions and modifications but I’ll see you in the end
Still that damned snowflake condemned 

Details | Free verse | |

Earth-Man Song

Earth-Man Song

1. Decrescendo

The rhythms have been set
in the distant blast, light years past
we knew the cadence of a jerking crust
even tempos in the swell of lava underneath
harmonious undulations of liquefied iron ore
mixed precisely in the inner core
the lyrics waters murmur condensing 
in the atmosphere or trickling from a spring
voices of surging or ebbing seas
-- pulses of the earth once converged in 
our infant soul. 

But our pompous blast in not too-distant past 
silenced the melody
Too many refrains about our divinity 
shattered the symphony.

How then do we propose to trap
notes traipsing with the four winds?
Wholes in the north, halves in the south
quarters in the east or dotted quarters in the west?
There is neither clef nor rest
to guide our unmetered steps,
no flat nor sharp to fine-tune falsetto laughs 
in the three-four beat. Shall we waltz
or tango with the two-four beat?
Our choreographer is a master
but his choreography muddles our gait
--so we lose our footing and fall flat on
our scared  faces. 


We leap and run after a maestro
desperate to string in the baton of a virtuoso 
notes dripping from a drying fountain 
(the attempt paints a blush on our cheeks)
Arranged in non-dissonant meters 
these fountain notes will rise to a crescendo
Or so we thought . . . 
-- before a gold-rimmed stick mangled the tune of
our mortal song.

To reassemble scattered pulses of the earth,
we lay our faces, right-ears-down
prostrate upon the ground--  
awaiting the hard crust’s deathless groans, 
the storm of sand and rocks
earth’s jerks: rain upon our cheeks;
blind our eyes; stuff our ears to deafness
 -- we sense rhythm upon 
our singeing skin

Then the limbs learn to waltz and tango
Melody is resurrected in our torso
Although we’ve run out of choreographers 
and virtuoso masters.

Details | I do not know? | |

Our Trusting Landlord

This earth
Oh what a curious thing to perceive
Existing within its home, the Universe
A unique, rare and aqueous marble 
With a lifespan well surpassing our own
We call it our home, but it is only for rent
Things will begin to change 
Humanity will try resist
We are in a system that has long been set in motion
A plan that we cannot stop
What a faction of false hope
A color stained in negativity
Greed, Money, Power, Politics
Oh what a sly plan
A thorn stabbed in the lions paw
Our advantage taken against an orb in suffering
This trusting earth
Telling a secret
Our society
Screaming it to the world  

Details | Rhyme | |

Flower Power

The pistil and the stamen
stood upright and waiting
for the bee.
Honey, can you pollinate me?

The wisteria pods burst
on the cicada's feet
as off it flew
to more vines so sweet.

Every day
within the play
of insect and plant,
sex provides the wonder
of evolution's dance.

Details | Verse | |

A Plane and The Eagle

O'er tempest,soars the 
eagle with wings 
stretching towards the 
smiling sun.
    Up the sky,a figure 
with outstretched wings 
battling the turbulent 
wind and frowning sun.
      Soaring like an eagle-
Never an eagle.
      Gliding like an eagle-
Never an eagle.
      Mistaken for an eagle 
in the sky-never an eagle.
      Utter's sound as the 
eagle-never an eagle.
    This man-made 
under a stormy wind.
    For paid price-loss of 
    The works of mother-
nature can never be out-
dated or equalled.
    Frog-men under sea 
and frogs in the waters 
can bear witness.

Details | Fibonacci | |

A golden rule

Why                                                                                                                there's                           							                                 is a God                                                                                                             Proportions                                                                                                    divine hand spirals.                                                                                                  He's shaping patterns not chaos.                                                                                    Artwork pleasing to the eye the golden rectangle.                                                     Clearly seen by His creation check your double helix in every cell. Not theory

Details | Verse | |

The Physics of Sunshine

The Physics of Sunshine

And I'm finding it hard to break through and tell you
About the physics of sunshine
And when it's all over we may find ourselves together singing out of tune
About the wishing wells and spells softly spoken in the dark

In an electric arc of promised carousel rides, candy thoughts, and whispers of coastlines
Explored and undone petals washed in rays of time and history
I'm finding it hard to explain to you
All that is misunderstood

The sunshine is warm and the particles they spin
In and out of existence
Oh, though I find myself lost within the entropic withering energy of now
Without the physics and the lyrics of sunshine cast
I could never lay these particles into you

I'm with you on this deserted but scarred terrain
Dancing with the theories of existence all entwined
In our glass of wine and our lips locked around the mirrors
Of today, colored with the existence of tomorrow

And I see you in my dreams
Often in the sunshine you are singing
Often in the darkness you are clinging to my t-shirt
And tugging at my heart through my jeans

Even in the sunshine I'm lost without you
And though gravity holds me here
The spin of our destiny still needs to be tied with string
My love inflated – bound within this universe 

My heart and fear are now time tested 
And now it is into the sunshine of another place parallel to our own
Whether in this dimension or the next one over
I'm tied to you fast forward or rewind
Our love will always be alive

Details | Quatrain | |

The Earth Abides

Beyond the Heart, beyond the Hand of God
Beyond the Soul, beyond the Tucanae
Far beyond the Footprint, something odd
A star spun in a spiral death ballet

Ten mega-years of satisfying balance, 
Agleam pale sapphire orb of hungry heart 
Within whose core, consumption vied with valence,
Then dearth of flame, in doom was rent apart

Energies of which galaxies must tremble
Up and down and strange, three quarks demand
Degenerate, that coherent beams assemble
To collapse and accretion disk expand

At once a coruscating pulse of might 
Forlorn of solace Gamma’s focused ray— 
A faint blue dot stood lonely in the night 
Ignobly vexed on tragic final day 

Photonic interactions deeply bite
In distance squared proportional inverse
Bathed silver in aurora bluish-white
Mere minutes to expunge Pandora's curse

Still fair the fields, and forests still stand tall
Still swimming beings deep in ocean's lair
Things still slither, scuttle, creep and crawl
But nothing walks or soars high in the air

Unfouled the nest, the storms abate their cause
In purest air, all climate change subsides
Where hubris reigned, disquietude withdraws
In peace at last again, the Earth abides

By Roy Jerden and Mark Peterson
January 29, 2014

The poem depicts a Gamma Ray Burst from a hypernova 
striking the Earth and extinguishing all mammal and bird
life, which are the types most sensitive to radiation. Note 
that gamma rays, like x-rays, leave no residual radiation.
Click on "About this poem" above the title to see an
image of a GRB event and images of most of the nebulae 
listed in the first stanza.

Details | Haiku | |

The Apple Don't Fall Far From The Tree

<                                          amidst .... apple tree
                                        black bear .... pounces limb
                                              cubs wait .... below

Entry For
Andrea Dietrich's
Fall Animal Haiku Contest
G.L. All

Details | Haiku | |

A Change of Seasons - Haiku 2


                                          crying a river of tears
                                             for winter is gone


Details | Free verse | |

Who Am I

A new photograph floats to the surface
Playfully dressing up as the world around me
Hat, striped socks and all
Tiptoeing at the top for one last sweet moment 
Before sinking back into my ocean mind.

One after another they arrive
Single file,
Steeping my eyes in the world 
As the minds shutter, ever fluttering 
Strings together this conscious stream I play in.

My photographs fade in time’s wrinkled arms.
Joining their brothers and sisters at the ocean floor,
They hold hands and try to answer the question that is always asking itself:
Who am I?

Jacob Reinhardt

Details | Limerick | |

Mother nature's son

The world is a factory farm
And no one can save nature's charm
The harm from this binge
Makes ecologists cringe
And stinks like a raw underarm

Author's note: Let the games begin and hold your nose.  The scale of exploitation is unparalleled in human history.  But don't worry because more industry and technology will save us.

Details | Rhyme | |

The Gravity of Gravity

Gravity keeps our feet on the ground,
Stops us from slapdash flying around.
This force of attraction ‘fictitious’ gives weight
And makes all fall down at equivalent rate.

(Albeit in flights of fancy it seems
That gravity follows the laws of dreams.)

Relativity caused Newton’s view to shatter,
In positing spacetime to be curved by matter.
So objects will take a particular path
That must correspond with Einsteinian math.

(The upshot is bodies have odysseys
Appropriate to their geodesies.)

Gravitons, a gravitational source
Of controversy, are seen as a horse
Of a quite different color altogether.
But then scientists aren’t birds of a feather.

(Some sit upon their a priori-based fences
And come up with theories defying the senses.)

Weak or strong, short or long, what is this thing
Called gravity?  Wide hypotheses swing.
There are those who suppose that it’s this, others that.
Maybe someday, they all just might have it down pat.

(Meanwhile gravity, though we resize and shape it,
Will still have its own way— for who can escape it?)

– Harley White  

< November, 2010 >

Details | Free verse | |

Star Gazing

Vast, endless sky
Reaching beyond imagination.
Small sparkles of light
And swirls of dark colors
Within the blackness.

From here everything looks small,
But in reality it is we that lack size.

Much is known, even more unknown.
It captivates our curiosity.
The muse to poets, artists
And science fiction writers.
The inspiration for scientists.

It reminds us of our insignificance,
Yet drives us to be more.

Will we ever know its mysteries?
I hope not…

Details | Free verse | |

Unifying Theories of Chemistry

Unifying Theories of Chemistry 

Plants react in synthesis
Stimulations sunlight
Breathing the winds causes
Through fluid chains
Reproducing flowering responses

And systematically chemistries
Drive in attractions of curiosity
Stranger love crushes
To your ignition sexual A-symmetry
Produces adrenaline's certain heat
And senses blood pounding

So photosynthetic initiates
The A.T.P. of chemical currency
Splits living links furthering
More simple to more complex
Colour element changing
Leaf green to red Anthocyanin

As well as a suntan
Skins concourse in molecules
Precipitates and reverberates
The bonded genome of D.N.A.
Creating myriad form
Tangent on thoughts
Even dreams
Evolve chemical reactions 

While sun by sea explodes
The light amino manifestation
Walks among trees
Respiring in cycles
Of exchanging formulations
Alchemy of oxygen’s infusing

And well with emotion
Binds its stanza’s of interpretation
Given word then
Another descriptions connection
To connection
By a star lights birth

Indivisible this “All” travels
Forth and back to a
Higher or lower osmotic pressure
And back and forth
Between lovers
As waves drawn to beaches
By the gentle pull
Of sands moon distracted
Infatuated affair
With the Earth

This chemistry of love
The chemical of life
Patterns intricate mazes
In a micro-cosmos
Of eternal meaning
And a baby
Is born

While the boundless eternity
Moves and collects
Responsive concurring
Dust mote intercepts
From wide eyes stares
Which interpret
A scene
Of its own manifest beauty

Even in tears of sadness
The ceretonine balances
To intercede with memories
Moments of happiness
The infinite qualification
Of chemical reaction
Clues us in
Yet again
To this fundamental



Details | Haiku | |

Primate on a Limb

Blissful he appears
Enjoys nature’s habitat --
Survival instinct

We have missed something
Only man kills for greed, sport --
We are devolving

*Entry for John Freeman's "Natural and Beyond" contest (Haiku first, then Senryu)

Details | Limerick | |

From The National Poet Of Slovenia In A Language People Understand - E PLURIBUM ANUS


In modus fasciculumque Brady pus.
Rogationes, confractum egemus.
Minara excommunica
Ripa nostra, sus amica,
Sic superbum precum, pape beatus.


The National Poet Of Slovenia In A Language People Understand moves in mysterious ways. Just ignore him.

Details | Free verse | |

quiz clue no. 4

think hawking

Details | Blank verse | |

The Dust God

I am drifting into memories.
Wasting away like a million photographs fading in the sun-
Yet with ceaseless renewal,
Staining the depths of my eyes with images
In the minds shutter ever fluttering to infinity,
Stringing together this conscious stream I play in-
My stupendous God made of dust and space
Tightrope walking existence!
And to think we too are made of mostly nothing-
Chance so scarcely gracing our atoms with a single touch
In a place so lonely when counted, 
Yet so abounding when felt!
So dance with the Dust God 
Poised miles above the earth-
Prance on your stilts, 
And peek into the great valleys beneath his skin.
Because any moment we could disappear 

Jacob Reinhardt	

Details | Haiku | |

Blossom {Haiku / Tanka / Haiku }

<                                      red ~ gold ~ brown ~ and .... green
                                        rustic ~ over - tures .... whistlers 
                                        harvest .......  happiness

                                        the ~ winds ~ mighty ..... gale
                                        speaks ~ to ~ enchanted .... forest
                                        time ~ to ~ turn ~ new ...... leaf
                                        for ~ autumn ~ has ~ once .... returned
                                        and ~ you ~ must ~ all ~ come ~ on ..... down

                                       braided ~ and ..... despaired
                                       yet ~ forges ~ on ~ right ..... ahead
                                       fall ~ colours .....  blossom

Entry For Linda Marie's
Harvest Of Happiness
Haiku/Tanka/Haiku - Contest
G.L. All

Details | Rhyme | |

I Hate Aunt Floe

NOTE: This poem is a humoruos stab at PMS from a mans point of view

I can see your blood boiling
through  the blades I once called eyes,
they were once beautiful  like jewels
now they hurt my deep insides.
cutting at my guts
and like a noose on my  lungs;
your words seek like bullets 
your mouth like sniper guns.
I’m hit with each inaccuracy…
Being killed by words untrue;
and you even got the nerve
to tell me what you think I do.
But let me get mad
and try to plead my case;
then suddenly the world
is a f--ked up place.
You got tears running down…
What the Hell did I do?
We were just sitting and laughing
I could swear that we were cool.
Oh God…
Oh no…;
I should have seen it… 
It’s Aunt Floe…,
This battle can’t be won or reasoned
I think its best I go.
Cause I hate Aunt Floe 
and she hate me too;
she sit and talk sh-t
about the gum I chew. 
The color of my shirt…,
She say my look is a stair;
She say my best has no worth
And she doesn’t stop there.
I didn’t change
I’ve been the same 
these 28 days,
 but now I’m f_ckin A__hole 
Aunt Floe gave me that name.  
She said get out my face 
This aint your home no more,
But I’m more puzzled by 
What was said before.
I love you 
With her glossy eyes 
I knew it was true, 
But horribly sly
You see these words
make me the fool.
The one that’s cruel
That a__hole dude,
That sparked the fuel
To this f__kin feud.
But I swear to God
I didn’t start this sh_t,
Why would I give up my love 
To live my life like in a pit.
 This is horrible sh_t 
Wasted days spent,
On nothing but the worst
I could be bathed in your sent. 
You could be laughing 
While I’m smiling
But Aunt Floe Won’t let this be,
And the only way to make this right
Is hold my tongue  a week.
And that ain’t gone happen 
I’m a person too,
Not soft
But I got feelins
and don’t know what  to do.
Now its been six days
Unbelievable  rage,
She locked herself 
In the room
I call it her cage.
I smell a sent in the air
It wasn’t there before,
Now lookin down the hall
I see an open door.
Is this a trap 
I’ll guess I’ll see,
If I fall for another
 You know that’s dumb ass me.
Curled in the bed 
I think I know that girl,
But where’s the hells Aunt Floe
The one that f__ked my world.
She packed up and gone
Didn’t even say good bye,
Just came wit gang of bullsh_t
And vanished in the sky.
Is that you my dear
Can you please come here,
Listen close and crystal clear…
I hate Aunt Floe
 Next time she here
Make sure I’m stocked
with weed and beer.
I love you punk.  ?

Details | Rhyme | |

When Nature's Best Is Not At All That Good

The ecosystem’s perfect design
A providence of the Great Divine.
A holistic balance that should not fail
If well-taken-cared of by those that dwell.

The atmosphere was just enough
To sustain the living and its habitat.
Green vegetations were all around
And so the spring from underground.

The fish; the birds; and the beasts that creep
Are created good and none is least.
Among the creations that co-exist
There’s a complex being, he’s nature’s best.

The best of all is the soul called man
The exact resemblance of the Supreme One.
He was far superior intellectually
Than any on land or those at sea.

That he was groomed for stewardship
To decide what’s good for all the rest.
There was no contest – ‘twas a done-deal
Because the nature’s best could have done it well.

He holds the task all through his life
With a female aide he call her wife.
And to bear offspring to fill the earth
And pass the task right at each birth.

Then intellect has grown so deep
As the sons of men explored the earth.
They sought to change what God had made;
They no longer sheltered on trees and caves.

Then he built a shelter to house his home;
He decides the size and so the form.
Proud of his strength, he broke his back;
To down a tree or slice a rock.

The task he has he soon abused;
What he ought to keep he has destroyed.
The breach and misuse of privilege
Has complicated the life he lived.

The sticks and straws to build a fire
Are no longer fitted to man’s lifestyle
He has devised a modern tool
He has learned to mine and the use of coal.

With just a click he can have light
Or get some warmth on a winter’s night.
His innovation did not end up there;
He made the bomb and drew a scare.

Primeval woodlands that roofed the slopes
Have nothing left but rotten roots.
To the torrent rain the ground exposed;
would slide so soon, it cannot hold.

Man is unmindful to what will happen;
Of the ill-effects of his own doing.
Erosion comes and floodgates opened
Through quarrying and constant logging.

He invented plastic to wrap his stuff;
As food container or drinking cup.
Then threw away in haphazard;
It blocks the creeks and causes flood.

He’s become too lazy to walk a mile;
From his vibrant youth ‘til he retires.
Before a horse had took him there
But now a car that fumes the air.

Man’s toxic waste takes deadly toll;
It warmed the sky and bore a hole.
It melts the ocean’s ancient frost;
Augmenting tides in every coast.

There is no way man can sustain
From the catastrophe of climate change.
The pestilence it brought about
Crops are destroyed by flood or drought.

But man’s too dumb to understand
The come-uppance of what he’s done.
When the life he lives becomes a hell,
He blames on God of his ordeal.

All that has happened is a result;
Man lost his shelter and source of food.
And the grimmest wrath will soon unfold
When the nature’s best is not at all that good.

Date & Time of Writing:
August 19,2012
10:17 a.m - 11:32 p.m.

Details | Rhyme | |

The Amazing Spider

In the early morning view outside my window
Captured my attention to one spider spinning his web
Interesting to look at how he maneuvers and views
The radius of his web for any prey to step inside

Not an apprentice anymore, inborn a master weaver
A lone performer living and feeding on his own
When the surrounding is dim, someone at stake--the leaver
Lurks a cunning spider on his bounded zone

Once marked his territory, guarded it with all his might
A truly wonder crystal piece hanging undisturbed
Withstand the slashing wind and consenting to a water right
For heedless occupants serving as their deathbed

Strumming threads to serenade his lady
His nonpareil prowess in dancing adds more to his intent
Fearsome to other contenders, he's dealing a real shady
To follow the dragline with or without her consent

Details | Free verse | |

Speculum Naturae Matris - Mother Nature's Mirror

Many tales encase mirrors
both glittering and new,
still the reflections portrayed
may become distorted by a single
crack thus one becomes many.
Light absorbed and then broken
in to an array of colour; many
smiles surround the boundless
room of Mother Nature’s good will.
The purest of white floats across
the bright blue sky,
like magical boats carrying
the very essence of innocence.
Then yet human nature is selfish
thus reflecting a darker side;
we all harbour inner demons that
manifest themselves, like the
sly virus created by man that
leaves a path of destruction
across and within nature’s niches.
But still Mother Nature forgives
for her resilience is beyond the
claws of man; She will remain even
when we are gone for day and night
are locked in an eternal cycle for
ever to be the mirror in to
which we peer in to her world.
Regardless of our selfish nature
She will always be heard whenever
we need teaching from wrong to right; 
her voice is always there in the 
form of eruptions from her fiery belly,
violent quakes from within her soul 
and almighty thunder from within 
her powerful lungs creating 
tornadoes and hurricanes alike.
Still Mother Nature is forgiving
but our inner demons continue to
shadow the mirror in to her world
thus we are destined to overstep
our limitations and end up trapped
in a whirlpool of denial and false

Details | Rhyme | |

Is This a Toll Call

We have hurled to heaven
a polished, golden disk
inscribed with symbols of our race.
And, night and day, we beam
a stream of radio waves to space.
We broadcast, in wide spectrum,
diffuse and scattered signals
from here to where(?).
We also listen, long and hard,
for whatever we may hear.
In our attempts to span the void,
what should we say to humanoid
or other minds that we might find?
Should we speak of rock; of crow of cock?
Of the once-fiery cores of stars -- collapsed
and denser now than densest stone?
Of light that's darker far than any
depth of night; of pulse; of tone?
Shall we speak of hair, and air? Of hints?
Of lava, seeped or spewed from vents?
Of sea-borne or of plains-born zephyrs?
Of hanging plant or swaying palm?
Shall we touch upon the calm
of thin, free ions strewn
through much of soupy space?
Shall we chat of heat and ice;
of energy unleashed? Of spark and flash;
of mean and nice -- of atom, or of Eve?
Shall we speak of cosmos and of bowers?
Of farm? Of flowers? Of yours and ours?
Of nothing? Of zero and of hero?
Of evil and of good?
Shall we talk of hate and haste;
of love; of taste -- below; above;
around? Of iron and of wood?
Or should we stick to lectures on
celestial navigation and our tools?
Can we talk? May we sing?
Will our phones ever ring
providing good connections,
bringing news that, pretensions
all aside, we're not the universe's
only singular and lonely fools.

Details | Free verse | |

new aquatic species

       Science in all fascination has discovered a species aquatic 

  Theorizing this new yet old species remained hidden as Merman  

  only to live in secret at the oceans floor the mermaid a tribe indigenous 

  once said to be myth yet all proof and technology film does not lie 

  Tsunamis has given the ocean a true glance of the man with webbed hands

  The species communes with dolphins will be under a microscope to analyze  ?

    " The World is not ready to see what I have "  Jacques Cousteau ~

         to be entered in The Science contest ~

Details | Free verse | |


Many civilizations have risen
and fallen; many big bangs 
and big crunch have happened;
unmoved, space reigns supreme,
leaving the definition and use of time
to us.........

Details | Limerick | |

Cosmology vs Cosmetology

Dark matter makes scientists sweat
Their telescopes can't find it...yet
What's lost could be found
If they’d just turn around
And gaze at a sexy brunette

Details | Limerick | |

Your Time is not My Time

A gift during the time of the great V.O.C.
A symbol of stature it was meant to be
     Made in the Netherlands
     To replace hourglass sands
But the gnomon was not made for SA, see?!

The Old Sundial, gracing one of the entrants to The Gardens, Cape Town, was made to order (and at great expense) by a company in the Netherlands, on the request by one of Cape Town’s erstwhile governors. After it was assembled in The Gardens, someone noticed that the gnomon was facing the wrong way, IE  It could not be used in the southern hemisphere! Same as moss grows on the north side of pines in the northern hemisphere, it grows on the south side in the southern hemisphere - due to the position of the sun ;-) 

Please see the about section for further details regarding the references made in this Limerick.

Details | Haiku | |

Flower Moon

dawn bright sky full flower moon of may lunar rise
One of the Native American names for the full moon in May is the the "Flower Moon". If it is clear where you live May 5 is the night of the flower moon. Enjoy her beauty if you can.

Details | Personification | |


~~~~~~~~~~~ "Sky's eyebrows white on blue juxtaposed... tears wave to wash away pain on cue" ~~~~~~~~ ~JSLambert © 2012 Poet TreeZ Publishing

Details | Diminished Hexaverse | |

The Universal Question (for ^Rick Parise's 'The Universe' contest)

The Universal Question

What is all of this?
When did this happen?
How did I get here?
Where did I come from?
Who am I asking?

What should I do?
When will I know?
How can I tell?
Where do I go?

Who am I?
What are you?
When are we?

all else,


Details | Senryu | |

Summer's Spilled Milk

Summer’s Spilled Milk
City dwellers pumped;
Oil effused into ocean,
Ocean creatures died.

Details | Haiku | |


Flower in the ground
Relies on the sun shining
Dirt and CO2

Details | Verse | |

Life's Reason


Where do we figure in the universal scheme of things?
this unanswered question is likely to so remain
we could be so insignificant, our egos would suffer pain 
maybe we are caretakers, to preserve beauty in our domain?,
or no role at all may be our lot, along with other Earthly beings.

Does it really matter?...... we're here and that's a fact
it's a wonderful world to enjoy, within life's short span
whatever our role, if any, life's great if we can so make it 
given reasonably good health, and strength enough to act.

To stay healthy is our main concern, and that of medical science
great strides in recent decades they've made, keeping us ahead
of viruses and other microorganisms,with aims we all do dread
their speedy mutations a constant threat, boffins combat 
in defiance. 

It would seem that life wasn't meant to be one smooth breeze,
there had to be adversaries to beat, just as in epic tales of old,
perhaps, when reaching our destinations, we will all  be told,
'drink from the Holy Grail my friends, put on your Golden Fleece"

Details | ABC | |

----------------------- Zenith's Blizzard------------------------

Alignments Boldly Cultivating Dimensional Effervescence, Familiar Grey Highlights, Illuminating Joyful Kingdom, Luxurious Mecca, Nimbus Orbs Penetrating Quixotic, Revealing Snowflakes Tranquil, Universal Vantage, Winter Xanadu, Yielding  Zenith  

~~~Entry for Yasmin Khan
~~~~Contest Name: SNOW
~~~~~~ABC Form  (nature)

Details | Rhyme | |

Perseus Galaxy

Staring into midnight sky
Vastness brings both fear and hope
Millions of light years separate us
Visible only with telescope

Time’s illusion tricks our eyes
As we view ancient history
For all we know it’s dead and gone
Swallowed up in mystery

From Perseus someone stares back
Seeing the Earth in different light
Dinosaurs and ancient plants
Who've yet to meet their final plight

Fewer masses of dry land
Larger than exist today
Mammals yet to dominate
To dinosaurs they’re only prey

We both exist in time right now
But neither sees the current state
Time delays warping perceptions
Unable to communicate

Details | Rhyme | |

Ever lasting

Seek and ye shall find
But truth exists in the contrived
Concealed in the equation
There is no static explanation
Complicated theories created to define
What has always existed with or without your human mind
To perceive or try to grasp this intelligent design
We seek the architect, searching for the blueprints
But secrecy quite crucial to protect us from ourselves
You want to know, but if you know
You just signed your death sentence
Humans must have unanswered questions to explore
To solve the riddle of creation serves no purpose, will only bore
It must remain something that can't be figure out
It's mystery, not conclusions, appetite for more
Insatiable meditation, intellectual life support
Driven by curiosity to covet information
This never-ending story has no book of Revelation
We live in an expanding, infinite universe
We can't understand it, cause being mortal's a curse
Handicapped in finite, contradictory to forever
Apocalyptic scenarios are made up so we feel better
But there's really no such thing as the end of time
The universe is not subject to the doom of human kind
In fact it grows everyday like kudzu on the vine
Fear not, for you still have a great opportunity
To overcome death and reach immortality
Instead of a tombstone try leaving a legacy
And live in the minds of generations to come
They will all contemplate how you did what you done

Details | Prose Poetry | |

The Main Matrix

So, if a matrix is a body substance, in which all cells are embedded?
Then can I not spiritually say that the body of Christ is also a matrix?
Well, is it safe to assume or safer to not assume the differences in such?

If I have a World Wide Web with many matrixes, there must be a main.
How does one achieve the main matrix without a conversion of all matrixes?
Each living breathing organism has a matrix, but what supplies this?
Seems how all bodies have cells embedded in a matrix,
Is it not safe to assume that the universe has a matrix?
If so, where is the main universal matrix?
There must be a connection of some sorts,
Nevertheless, what is it and where is it?
Moreover, why has this not been thought of?
If the body is the temple of the Lord,
Then He must have a main matrix.
Matrix is Latin for womb.
So in which womb is this matrix?
Only a female has a womb.
There must be one that is required by none.
Now let us get even more difficult here.
We have a World Wide Web with many matrixes.
What if the World Wide Web is an individual womb?
It obviously has good and evil in its growth.
Could there have been two that fused by one?
Could there have been a conversion of all matrixes.
Or is there only one main matrix being a female?
Let us get back to the body of Christ and His matrix.
Let us even go to your own bodies matrixes.
An enclosure within in which something originates or develops,
This is what lives and breathes inside of you every day, a matrix.
Do we not develop Christ within ourselves, and He our originator?
Is it not safe to assume that we are the body of Christ?
Moreover, that we are of a matrix that has a universal main matrix?
®Registered: Ann Rich   2006

Details | Quatrain | |

Life Has Come From No Scriptwriter's Lot

Life has come from no scriptwriter’s lot
Nor from any grand design
Living things, from Matter wrought
The sole eternal, Time

By millennia of thoughtless toil
By lost, imperfect forms
Mankind has found the splendid Earth
So presently adorned

Glorious the legion that has lived, and perished
Since this fertile sphere began
Yet no greater glory has Nature known
Than the glory that of man

Details | Sonnet | |

I Frame

I Frame 

As sure as I stand in the mixed of this garden, 
Glimmering gold falls to the earth by my call. 
Many are great and then some are a bit small. 
I release magnets clutching an obscene pardon. 

It is like balancing a beam that only I will harden. 
I wrap myself into a silver plated resilient shawl. 
Person place and time steadily climb up to maul. 
It’s a give or take rejection expected to turn on. 

One day ye shall see, 
My Moon half drawn, 
Ye see it was all of me. 
Your Sun will be gone. 

Only one Star shall rise up above my name. 
It’s a special place inside my heart I frame! 

®Registered: Ann Rich 2007 

Details | Blank verse | |

A Peanut in the Universe

Opening a peanut, you can see
What were to be the beginning leaves
Opening, but now dry and edible.
And, like all things living, credible and incredible,
Came from something, which in turn
Came from something else,
Which came from what
Like you, like us.

But the origin, who knows,
Of a peanut or a rose?
Was it some speck at the beginning of time;
Some mote of dust infinitesimal,
A cloud of zeros lined up behind a decimal,
Naught but zeros until the one was invented;
All yin until the yang consented
To exist, to be
The thing we call reality?

And so were time and space
Incarnate; was it an explosion of stuff
Or a shrinking of the stuff around the stuff?
The beginning of a state in which
The infinite and infinitesimal
Came into the grace of being
And the invention of the one
Became a way of seeing.

Seeing itself and through itself;
Seeing us and through us.
And if the origin is not restricted
To a point at the start of time,
The origin, then must be found
To be infinite and all around.
Open a peanut and you open
The world, the universe, yourself.


Details | Verse | |

Earth, Water, Fire, Air

Earth, water, fire, air
solitary elements to exist;
while alpha powers from 
celestial arenas persist at creation
in it's rawest form
A blank canvas
full of substance and potential
Awaiting a transformation that will be 
a perfect reflection of beauty
pictures on a mantle
Earth, Water, Fire, Air

Details | Haiku | |

tracking the tulips - 2

fall gardener
tucks the bulbs in bed
'til spring's alarm

seeing the blooms
he recalls
dried-up bulbs

dust to dust
all blossoms shrivel
unlike seeds

deep in the soil
wilting leaves
nourish the bulb


Details | Free verse | |


Rapturous noise from the sky;
makes dark clouds to shed crocodile tears,
as heavy wind blows,
sand,paper and polythenes fly and float 
all through and through...
Many roofing sheets beat the drum
like a loud dirge;
The roads sweep clean as 
the breeze whistles along,

And the heaven..opens!,
As rain drops heavily...
thorough bath for the trees in the forest,
the cars packed in open spaces in the cities,
and roofs of buildings.
..And some air pollutants dissolve to form solutions.

The hard soil opens to swallow these
drops hungrily and the dead hidden seeds
spout out and new cotyledons appear,
dry swamps become living marsh lands,
Breathing and stilt roots of red and white
mangroves are now active and alive.

Mud fish and cat fish dance for joy;
praying mantis prayers answered as
the frogs and toads hop and croak
for coitus with their females;
ducks and ducklings waggle their tail feathers
as celestial aqua touches their bodies;
Tilapia and grilse synchronize together,
while dogs and goats run for shade.

The chameleon licks drops of water with its retractable
tongue,as the Mole prepares to build with soft clay;
Farmers burn incense to the almighty
for these drops;hoping for a better harvest;
Continuous raindrops turn into
avalanche of water; flood!
fast-moving water sweeping through the city;
coast and littoral zones overflowing with aqua,
properties destroy,life lost and homes submerge;
Government calls for evacuation.

Contest:"RAINDROPS FALLING" sponsored by Carol Brown

Details | Sonnet | |

Gulf Oil Spill

Our ecosystem and wildlife can no longer be ignored
The devastation caused by the Gulf oil spill must vastly be restored

As anger and frustration surges across the Coast
The depletion of our environment, indeed we fear the most

Several past months, many lives have been erased
In the midst of these disasters, we can only look to faith

Now let us pay a visit to some underlying factors
Volcanic eruptions, earthquakes, and other natural disasters

It was not in their intention for a high tech failed invention
Yell still they don't take into account the consequences of their actions

Efforts to contain this oil spill is more doltish than we have known
What more massive debacles can this single Earth condone?

Many local residents are now suffering from depressions
So think about what lies ahead, our future generations


Details | Verse | |

Speckled Mist

Speckled Mist
 Beautiful colors, magnificent swirls
 Large enough to consume our world
 Then as if connected to an invisible cord
 All become stiff as an old iron board
More beauty than could ever be caught
 Its multitude could never be bought
 The force of it all becomes unstoppable
 Within one breath it forms into a single giant molecule
Watching all things stiff
 Starts forming a speckled mist
 Within a dark green hiss
 It's a piranhas kiss
 Thats what that is
And out of the violet mane
 There hearts open souls untamed
 From speckles to freckles to lines we would miss
 Within a males pyist
 It's love not in a grist
 It just keep forming out a name
 Once again eyes wide open love without game

Details | I do not know? | |


water melon in my garden
like the sun and moon
just two… 
”...launcher ready…”
steady my hand
tending the weeds
near a row of beans
a far away land
”’s not a good time…”
so I wondered
and thought of when
wars are just plays
staged in the hands
of writers like me…
I’d arm the nations
with radish leaves
squash for bullets
that unload seeds
Peanuts money
on my jelly spread
I’d share the health
giving lettuce, head…
”... is it a good time now?...”
who wants a cow
chickens grown
in crowded pens
suffering blows
in.human.e hands
glitters the water
between the corn
I’d sale on ships
into rosebud shores
and i’d grow my fish
in between the stores
”...I’m god in my garden…”
and I divide the rows
soing what suits me
in tomato groves
and near my basil
I’ll build a school
teaching the mint
just how to be cool
and over hear
the potatoes anchor
on stalks of beer
to chi…
banana central
read booms of cheer
...but they say I’m mental.
are sooo good in soup!
my capitals
I declare are true!
I only cook 
When I brew my stew…
and no one regrets
in the garden of Sue.
”...yes piglet…”
I was Just
Making sure of you.

Details | Free verse | |

Perseid Meteor Shower

Brilliant trails of light
Across a darkened sky
Fireworks in slow motion
A cosmic fourth of July

Scattered bursts of rubble
A dandelion in the wind
Extinguished in moments
Flash of light rescinds

Now I make a wish
As clouds obstruct my view
Will I get good fortune
Or only deja vu

Details | Free verse | |

The Bird Is The Word

<                   encircling mountain's crest... the mighty eagle .. soars

                     amidst wetlands standing erect the blue huron
                     toppling muskrat homes waiting for mice and shrews
                     colonies emerge shrub trees and lagoons to bond
                     butterflies flutter medows of greenish hues
                     snaphots taken afar this is all I could do

                     catails ~ sway ~ sounds ~  thunder
                     pheasants fly off in frenzy
                     braided and despaired
                     yet forges right on ahead
                     they live see another day

                     night ~ time's ~ calling ~ for ~ the ~ wise ~ old ~ owl
                     bidding feathered friends well ado's

A combination of Monoku, Quintain {English }
Tanka & Crystalline For
Constance LaFrance's For {Four } Beautiful Birds Contest
Written by Katherine Stella




Details | Acrostic | |


<                            Aerial excursion ride
                              Using buoyant enforcment to go way up high
                              To capture natures dance with an naked eye
                              Understanding winters brushstroke is so close by
                              Making it difficult to chose one that makes me sigh
                              Naughty or nice  I'll just give thanks to Heavens Big Guy

Written By
Katherine Stella 9/2/2012

Entry For Francine Roberts
Autumn Acrostic Contest 
G.L. All

Details | Dodoitsu | |

Botanical Duet


Nature knows that smell forbids.
Marigolds repel aphids.
Reflex magnet finds its match
in your berry patch.

Details | Free verse | |

When all of nature weeps

Tears too late to regenerate
and all because we acted too late
Future generations will face decline
If we continue to be ignorant to every sign

Ozone has odor like chlorine bleach
Its now to stop now to teach
For exposure produces headaches, burning eyes
irritated respiratory passages, asthmatic sighs

All of nature in decline
Don’t waste water treat it like wine
Be careful that you sort your rubbish
Recycle everything we publish

What you buy is important too
As is how much liquid flushes down the loo
Then the factories where the ‘stuffs’ produced
need reduce the smog that they’ve induced

Stop pollution at its source
And where possible walk of course
Or otherwise lets travel together
Protect our plants, trees and our weather

Details | Couplet | |

Goodnight Moon

<                                              Goodnight moon
                                    Only God knows if I'll see you soon

                                    As I stand under this canopy of stars 
                                    It looks as if you're riddled with scars

                                      From your illuminating harvest glows
                                   To those frosted faces from a winters toll

                                          You even play your peek a boo
                                          With clouds that shuffle by you

                                            Don't you know I love you so
                                         So please stay and don't you let go

                                               You're my guiding light
                                       My shining armor through-out the night

                                    The crickets are even playing our love song
                                             So let's dance all night long

                                         For I know the sun will be rising soon
                              And we'll start hearing yodel calls from a loons tune

                                             Well    goodnight moon 
                                          You've slipped away all to soon

                                                    It's been fun
                                        Dam ! now here comes the sun

Entry For
Deb Guzzi's 
Harvest Moon Contest
G.L. All










Details | Free verse | |

The Cremation of My Uncle- 2

When his truck met
with nature so pure,
Did he know his time
was coming to an end?

Basic elements of life
taught each day
not to think twice.
Giving humans oxygen,
yet encouraging a raging fire,
just ordinary trees.
Did he know they would 
cut his time short?

A cremation vault so sacred
destroys our lives.
It put him in a vase
rather than a box.
Does he know now
that he has come
to an end?

-Caroline Youngless

Details | Didactic | |

Planet K Is Cobalt Black

            Planet K is Cobalt Black

Planet K circles 5 distant suns 5 times every day
Spins in and out of orbit of each one in figure 8’s
Rotates counter clockwise
The only one in this solar system 
To travel retrograde 
There is no water on Planet K
Not a single drop in sky or ground
It is imported from their moon by rockets
Planet K is cobalt black and flat
No valley, mountain, tree or person there
Robots carve images of men and woman out of marble
Who died off long ago
They use the water to anoint the tombs of fallen ones
And pray to them because they died
Androids could not be programmed otherwise
Man made them in their image
To preserve their art, their culture and way of life
To survive every condition
Including the human one

Details | Haiku | |


Buzzing honeybee,
Beautiful flower
Pollinating others.

-Caroline Youngless

Details | Free verse | |


From deep beneath, 
Murky waters flow,
Amidst currents depths
Two eyes watch the waves,
Primal fear grips mans basic,
Instinctual need to survive.
Hear the music echoing, 
And see the fin surfacing.
Predations unseen predator,
Glides at hells speed.
Natures gray phantom,
Feeding hungers unsatisfiable,
Carnal lust.
Perfections ultimate creation,
A killing machine, fueled by 
Poundage’s in take of flesh and 
Camouflages deception masters,
Dwelling in hidden shallows, 
 Blacked realm.
Waiting ever aware, for deaths,
Calling, blood Ivory's crimson.
Jaws smile at unguarded preys,
Weakening moment to strike.
The hunters thus emerge,
 Leaving redresses chum field,
Behind in destruction’s wake.
Behold wreckage’s ruins, a harvest
Of humanities leavings, 
Left overs floating above.
Just when you thought it was safe,
To go back into the water?
Someone screams Shark, SHARK!!!

Dedicated: SHAWN (aka shark bait)

Details | Free verse | |

Seriem - Succession

The land is bare;
hard rock and exposed outcrops 
lay open, like the pages of
an unread book for the story
of time is beheld by every
grain contained within.
Time passes slowly and the
land remains the same but
seeds of invaders are slowly
being transported into this
barren land.
The seeds embed themselves
into this dark and sombre
rock that was created when
the Earth was young. 
Rain falls onto the dry and
lonesome rock causing the 
seeds to transform into
sprouts that begin to widen
the tiniest of cracks as their
roots extend.
Every spring the sprouts become
plants that flower, catching
the essence of irony; even the
gloomiest places can capture
Slowly the land becomes
invaded by many others but
still remain the smallest of
creations for the earth itself
is not to everyone’s taste.
As the plants grow and die the
ragged earth becomes blackened
with the very chemistry of life.
Gradually the plants become
bigger overshadowing the primary
invaders but still they rule the
very earth for without them the 
soil of the earth would only
provide for little time.
As height increases so does the
need for food and light for the
building blocks of simple sugars
are created by the elements of
the cosmos.
As time passes the soil becomes
thickened by past life and thus
trees take root, extending their
worm-like systems deep into the
earth in search of water and
earthly gases to feed their
inner workings.
This is the process of succession
rarely seen for it is overlooked 
by many; a whole new world lies
beyond our line of sight,
releasing the very essence of
life itself. 

Details | Free verse | |

Vis Gelu - The Power of Ice

Ice is the strangest substance
upon this earth then yet it
is seen as insignificant by
It forms from water-droplets
within clouds, flowing rivers
and even in oceans where energy
is forever in motion.
It floats when it should sink;
density is transformed from heavy
to light even though the chemistry
remains unchanged.
It falls ever so gracefully in the
form of snow then yet wind transforms
it into a violent blizzard.
Every snowflake differs but its
crystallization is aided by 
particles in the air, either natural
or man-made; it is said thunder 
is created whenever they bombard 
one another creating bursts of energy 
transforming a cloud into a bubble of light.
Mountains become its home where it
fills crevices that adorn jagged peaks.
It twists and turns creating a deep
bowl-like hollow; a cirque is thus
Seasons go by and snow continues to
fall surviving the short summer
thus the snow transforms to firn and 
néve as pressure increases compacting
past layers of fallen snow.
Time passes slowly; the snow has now
become ice.
The mountain is no longer its home
for the cirque has been breached –
a glacier has formed.
The power of gravity exerts itself
onto the river of ice making it flow
The steep mountain-sides and once
v-shaped valleys become victims of
the erosive power of the glacier bed;
picking up rocks and boulders of 
unimaginable size transforming it
into sandpaper.
As time goes on the mountain scenery
changes ever so slowly as the glacier
retreats back into the womb of its
The valleys become u-shaped, rivers
and lakes dominate the scree covered
land where plant-life invades the
now bare soil; and layers of rock 
exposed displaying the elements 
of time.
The power of ice may be hidden but
its creations are all round us,
beautiful and enchanting.

Details | Free verse | |

Igneus Orbem - World of Fire

Deep beneath our feet lies
a world greatly unknown.
Smooth like caramel, bright
as burning embers, and magical like
fairy dust – magma is born, 
contained within chambers
of varying size.
Magma is the concoction in
which land is created and
destroyed only to be recycled
deep below the ocean floor.
Volcanoes are the gateways in
which magma escapes and 
sometimes with such ferocity 
that life is harmed.
It flows over land, fire
sparks from the surface and
poisonous gases pollute the
air then yet beauty is yet
to be seen.
The cool air strikes the
burning magma causing 
crystallization to begin but
the crystals are small and
inert to the earth-bound elements.
Still secrets lie below where treasures 
can be found for magma isn't always
Large crystals begin to grow within
the underground chambers,
they glitter like the midnight
stars then yet they were created
in a world of fire where life
does not exist but still beauty
is created.
This world is full of irony;
life cannot exist in this fiery
furnace then yet life begun in
such a state when the land was
deprived of water and the air
toxic where magma flowed like
A world of fire lies beneath
our feet circulating the life
source of our home but sadly 
it produces fear like no other 
for it has become associated 
with dark omens in the 
common fairy-tale.
Still the world of fire will
continue to burn and erupt
until we are gone from this
Earth only to be recycled into
the every earth itself.

Details | Sonnet | |


Chimera’s are mythical creatures composed of two or more parts.
Sagittarius, by example, is shown: to be made of both man and horse.
But Myths are not found among the living, except in the mind and art.
For where is the mermaid and her siren song found? Nowhere, of course!

Fiction has brought us fantasies, though life is stranger than fiction, I think.
For, now they’ve found the butterfly is in its life, two very separate beings.
Two separate strands of DNA work at different times within this missing link.
One is for the caterpillar, while the other is for the butterfly’s wings to bring.

One must die, or so they say, to allow the metamorphosis to bring the other to life.
But if they say one is dying… I think not… perchance it dreams, or does it sleep?
Or is this like the Phoenix that dies in flames, to again be reborn amid the strife?
Next time you hold a caterpillar or a butterfly in your hand… think about this leap.

Imagine all the wonder of their secret lives, and all that this can mean.
Not only is it a miracle, but perchance a place where we have found our dreams.

Details | Lyric | |

Don't Doubt I Love You

You can doubt the sun will rise
Or that the skies are ever blue.
You can doubt an eagle flies
Or that truths are ever true.
You can doubt everything you see
Within your field of view.
But don’t you ever doubt…
Never doubt that I love you

You can doubt the change of seasons
Or that stars will always shine.
You can doubt both faith and reason,
And that elements combine.
You can doubt the things I say
And the things you see me do.
But don’t you ever doubt…
Never doubt that I love you

No, do not ever doubt.
No, do not ever doubt.
No, do not ever doubt I love you.

Details | Free verse | |

Nemora Sacra - Sacred Forests

Many forms of life populates
this watery planet where much
of it still remains to be found.
Trees as tall as buildings, flowers
that catch the essence of beauty,
animals of the strangest form that
they defy belief and plants that
have the ability to heal all wounds.
Still much of this life remains
locked up in forests that are larger
than the eye can see.
Sadly man is scarring the land with
destruction thus life is either
depleted or lost entirely only
to become a fairy-tale of what
could have been. 
These sacred forests are home
to all sorts of life regardless
of how small but still man decides
to take what it wants forgetting
the laws of life – you take without
thinking and consequences will arise.
Someday these sacred forests will be
gone only leaving a barren landscape
where beauty does not exist.
But beauty is resilient for land
never remains barren for long
for life is ever healing the
scars that man creates but sadly
once a life form has gone it has
no way of coming back for man
has erased its being from this
watery planet but still seeds
are spread by the wind, water 
and carried by life itself to
almost every part of the land that
has become our home.
As time passes by sacred forests
sprout once more and life once
again secretly evolves providing
man with another chance to change
its ways.

Details | Monorhyme | |



Lift the gate to roll with swine and the glory of it all
Ride the tide all night, abide by no law and stand tall...
Hitch-hike till' Hell says, "get out n' surf the SUN"
Do it all over Land Rover; don't blink 'till the deed is done
Divide doom by blue tears you stack
Kill the clock boy; time tempts worse than crack
Live the gift reckless, rest (maybe) when you die
Never look back Jack; middle finger to the sky!

*(brace yourself at '12, all hands on deck)

Details | Than-Bauk | |

I'm Not Finished With You Yet Mister

<                                           feet in the Sand
                                              stars dance Planned so
                                              take Hand my love

                                              dock of the Bay
                                              where we Lay catch
                                              moon Rays nice hues

                                              here comes the Sun
                                              new days Fun I'm
                                              not Done with you

Written by 
Katherine Stella 4/11/2012

Entry For
Nette Onclaud's
Than Bauk 
A Twilight Contest
G.L. All                                              

Details | Light Poetry | |

Awe Your Full Of It

<         twenty twelve

                  What The Hell !

                         cosmic conjuction
                               What's it's Function !

                                         ecologic collapse

                                                   Only Perhaps !

                                                             galactic beings

                                                                     I've Been Seeing !

                                                                             think it's all phony
                                                                                      And Full Of Balony  !

Entry For Gareth James's
2012 Contest
G.L. All



Details | I do not know? | |

No. Nine, Doin' Fine

You can hold it in your hand, usually.

Details | Haiku | |

Stay Still

<                                    rustic overtures
                           reflects mirrored images .... off
                                    motionless water

Details | Haiku | |

dinosaur haiku

defined jurassic era
unique sauropod

Details | Haiku | |

a given day

a given day to complete its trajectory sun sets in minutes

Details | Rhyme | |

And Goliath Said

Contractual agreements with publisher caused DELETION

Details | Narrative | |

The Song Of David

Enlighten days have past
He comes excel in all, so he thinks
"I am greater than man,
I know what ignorant man does not.
Come to me for knowledge unsurpassed!".
He points to the blue heaven,
"Where is thy wisdom? For I know all.
Where is thy command? That makes the ground shake
And brings forth water that lives?"

At the great gatherings,
He flocks the shepherds, blind, mute and deaf  
He answers to the multitude of questions
He asked the shepherds, "but what are thy questions?",
“I know not what do ask a man of your wisdom, but what  is a dream?
What is life?” asked the young herdsman.
"I know not what you speak of", said the Man.
"I only know what i can feel, touch and see"

"A dream is dream that passes us by, like gentle breeze of fresh spring.
Life holds all things mystery and doubts.
Shepherd knows to flock, not life or dreams".
"The shepherds are those who are humble, noble one", said the herdsman
"The blind cannot see, the mute cannot speak and the deaf cannot hear".
"Who are you preaching to? Silent and amaze, the man looks on.  

"If the blind could see you, 
They would say, 'look here is the man who tried to humble the blind
For they can see what others cannot,
If the mute could speak, they would humble you!
And if the deaf could hear they would shamed your wisdom".
"Was I a fool?" said the Man "or are you not that young herdsman?
Who knows nothing of life and passes his days tending the sheep's?
What could you learn from such simpleton life?"

"Life I live is simple indeed, 
No one knows that the shepherds are those who protects the weak"
"Nature is a friend of the shepherd; we sing the song of David
And rubs the olive oil to our young sheep, to keep away the flies".
Insulted, the man's fury turns over to the young herdsman
"Nature? Protect the weak? The song of David? Flies?
How can nature befriend a lonely shepherd? Protect who?
Song of David the Shepherd who became the king? 
What flies would harm the young flocks?"

The young herdsman smiled at the frown face of the man,
Left without a word
The blind, the mute and deaf ignored the man.
An unyielding shame kept the man humbled
He wonders why the young herdsman smiled about.
He came about a bridge and crossed the rocky roads
On the hill top he stood 
And saw the young herdsman singing the Song of David.

Details | Free verse | |

Natures Cycle - Rain REVISED

Rain drops fall on the window pane
Drenching, quenching earth's thirst.
Caught by the river, rushing toward the sea.
The river's mouth kisses the salty delta 
Run toward open water, pushing out to sea.

Salt water rises in tropical heat,
Condensing into billowy, briny forms
Pushed by a powerful westerly flow 
Clouds drop their gifts back onto the glass
Rain drops gently from the sky.

Details | Free verse | |

The Force


of something
(besides physics)

has to
wants to
needs to

is present
and that very force
the dead weight
it can't sit still anymore

it has to

it's got to move
or else
it dies

Details | I do not know? | |

The Greatness of Small

Spiders – Arachnids

From the tiny pinhead Samoan Moss spider
To the huge Tarantula with legs spreading wider
Exists a diverse and interesting creature
With many a color and many a feature
Comparing ounce by ounce with steel
A spider’s silk is much stronger and real
Made up of proteins, natures building blocks
That can absorb even the most violent shocks

Honey Bees – Apoidea

These amazing insects with incredible ability
From honey production to their communal civility
As the dance and waggle to show direction
Towards nectar and pollen for their collection
Using the sun as a reference for flight
Seeing with their eyes the ultraviolet light
Carrying their loads on electrostatic legs
Back to the hive for their larvae and eggs

Leaf Cutting Ants – Apoidea

These small busy insects with dynamic strength
That can carry a leaf five times its length
Way underground, into chambered nest
With vigor and vitality and so much zest
To lay down these leaves to feed its batch
Of harvest fungus in their garden patch
They can carry a load thirty times their weight
And build a mound that is mighty and great

Butterflies – Lepidoptera

These angelic creatures with iridescent wings
Of overlapping scales in patterns and rings
From egg to caterpillar its, first life stages
And then to chrysalis where it rests and ages
To emerge one day so transformed
So utterly beautiful, so perfectly formed
To flutter by in colorful flight
And onto a flower, there alight

Details | Acrostic | |

Alchemy (An Acrostic)

Ancient science launches research towards new technology
Learning new disciplines to increase the power of their patron
Creating new magics; generating spendable gold from lead
Hinting at greater knowledge hidden in the realms of men
Evolving sciences increase the expertise of kingdom soldiers
Machines, potions and tactics to defeat enemies of the king
Yesterday's mysteries leading the world toward today's reality

Details | Narrative | |

Iris of Poetry

Introduction: We don't really think deep enough about "What A Poetry Actually Is", the
obvious question which we all know but don't think how to really elaborate on. We mostly
see the story, depth and the purpose it delivers. Well, here's one a little bit different
this time...

Poetry is the reflection of our lives like in the mirror,
It is something we can relate to and share.
It's our memories written in jumbled words,
It's like a song, with a meaning it holds.

A mere idea of our mystical lives,
Expressed in a way from deep inside
A way which only the heart can see,
A place where the eyes get cold-feet

The earnest truth and the sweetest lies,
It's all the irony that makes poetry so alive.

Details | Haiku | |

Dancing With The Stars

granite archway view
planetary shuffling 
dancing with the stars

Details | Narrative | |

a purple planet

One night and one
one place in a crowd
too many flowers
no room for a frown
places are higher
the World and the news
people and places
a distance for spaces
a planet with wastelands
a future with grape lands
cloudy with rooms
more flowers and brooms
jewels and the bunnies
bracelets for no money
a panther and the day light
a creature and the new sights
blue wars that go around the moon
makes prettier roses
and more waters bloom

Details | Haiku | |

Lightning strikes

Dark forboding Sky 
Looms over the quiet earth
Lightning strikes its prey

Details | Free verse | |


You have unfailingly demonstrated your love
      every law     supporting      our galaxy
is so      harmonious      that this
little blue paradise      could not exist
      every      thread      and       movement
so precise      we can measure
its movements right down to atomic levels
All so         this small space
could provide          everything         anyone
who had           any appreciation
might understand that we have
      been provided abundantly          every delight
in the way         of plans          for a Utopia
      Yet the movements      of every ruling body
of science         religions         governments          corporations
      seem bent         on destruction
tampering      with the finesse      of precision
      incorporated      in the molecules      of life 
Continuous self reproduction      and regeneration      in nature
right down to making           "seeds who self destruct"
      to make nature          exactly as themselves
I divorce publicly          these unions of violence
demonstrated in their every thought and deed
      poisonous words          poisonous chemicals
totalitarian ideology          pandemic to 
the leaders           of these factions 
      warring with each other          hoarding the
wealth       of a planet       given freely to
      the father of our species
And if you don't believe that
          then think nature gave it freely
of her every fruit         produced by her ground
who delight in the peril      and fall
of your own family
      who know not          nor recognize
your own worth      or the worth
of everything          and          everyone around you
No , but you      fall at the feet
admiringly of all               these mongrels
          the media who worship
          these fine movers and shakers
who roll      right over you      and think
you should be trained groupies
these men          who kill your planet
          with ideologies and philosophies 
whose very design          is to denigrate
your worth          and exalt themselves
Therefore       I will exalt      in your instruction
          the progenitor of life       for as surly
as we examine          the work of life
      we are moved      by its abundant wealth
freely shared      with all who live on this little rock
to examine          why we all are unable
to fluently          live          within its confines
I think I will not walk off the cliff today
gravity is my friend if I know her rules
COPYRIGHT © 2012 C Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC

Details | Haiku | |

Alien Cube 1 and 2 Meet Earth- Haiku

               Alien Cube 1 and 2 Meet Earth – Haiku

     Alien Cube 1 Meets Earth

heavy cube hits tree
leaves a dent, falls in river
sinks, fish jumps, goes glug!

   Alien Cube 2 Meets Earth 

lands on lake, bobs
a spaceship, alien cube
beeps, communicates

Details | Triolet | |

That you sense my vibes

That you sense my vibes and moves by it,
Doesn't make all my maze the masterpiece,
And doesn't judge loyalty and modesty.
That you sense my vibes and moves by it
Doesn't guarantee pounds and majesty.
Call me back when I err. Therefore,
That you sense my vibes and moves by it,
Doesn't make all my maze the masterpiece.

Details | Grook | |

The Age of Relativity

Thinking rationally if you leave out one part                                                               Enlightment in the wrong speed and direction will go                                                  when missing in the equation in the end middle or start                                             naturally instead of a brilliant light you are separated into a black hole

Details | Lanterne | |

Celestial Body

Floating high
Brightly above

Details | Verse | |

Pink Slime

Pink Slime, Pesticides
And chicken thighs bigger than my thighs

And we wonder why there is an increase
in learning disabilities among children today 
I say it’s because the process, that the food is processed and grown and raised, is
compromised by demand, money, greed or fame. 
I do understand that demand is high 
so we have to do somethin’

So to compete, we inject hormones into the very animal or plant that is sold for consumption
So now we eat these hormones and our bodies are stressed because of the added pesticides and  herbicides and other sh#! that’s hard to digest  

I mean what’s really the cause?
There’s more kids with disabilities today than there ever was  
I say it’s because like the story is told in the verses, that knowledge is increasing in man and the result is not what He purposed. 

Pink Slime and Pesticides..We’re eating stuff that’s been chemically grown inside…and chickens bigger than my thighs

Details | Quatrain | |

Planet Earth

You are just a rock in orbit
Hovering 'round a summer sun
You are changing like the solstice
Like you have done since time begun

Your species are assorted
Some are from ole and some are young
A few have gone without notice
A few are gone their days are done

You are just a rock in orbit
On your axis looking to dock
You are destined to be ported
Somewhere to be more than a rock

And soon you will be forted
Protected by the building blocks
With which 'round the sun escorted
And you will never ever stop

Details | I do not know? | |



Faster than sound
Always out of sight

Here Time is Light
Light is Time

Majesty, Folklore
Science and Fiction

Life, Death passes by


God the Creator

Details | Free verse | |

Global Warming

She's not seeking.
She's not searching anyone in her path.
She'll just take them all;
That's who we created her to be.

Details | I do not know? | |

Into the wild

Winter has come
water banks freeze
colorful sun
drift away please.
smoke forest calm
not a sound made
frost covered palms
snowy mountain fog fades.

Little marshmallow snow drops
arrive and fall, come with me we'ell ascend
through the cocoa plants stunned crops
the coldness, old mighty nature please befriend.
golden spiral artwork of nature
within the deep land lies the bitter
like the summit, so major
always frozen the sun shines, ice glitters.

Hush now follow me
into the wild devoid of humans
seize my hand leave reality lets flee
be my crewman.
we can now sail our ship
can't forget your thinking hat
let your mind unzip, 
but i'l tell you now, we may never make it back.
sorry, that's how nature just is.

Details | Haiku | |

Along the Flyway

migration stop wheat field on the flyway flock of geese rest

Details | Lyric | |

Moon Light Bright

                                                     Moon Light Bright.

                                                Oooh you shine so bright 

                                in every full autumn night without your friend in cite, 

                                       that helps you dominate the night sky 

                                                with your dens chilling light 

                    which helps me seek my ways throw the hunting mystery of the night,
                                                  without a single flashlight.

                                        Theo I wish on every day and every night 
                            nature can deliver such a beautiful cite... Moon Light Bright.

Poetry 2/23/11 by Keith Kadell

Details | Free verse | |

Blatant Truth

Nothing happens for a reason
There are just reasons why things happen

Details | Couplet | |

Planck to Present

If we close our eyes, can we look back to the start When the Universe began, when science played it's part Particle clouds so massive, so immense It's us, look around, learn it makes sense Drifting microbes, bacteria of sorts For millions of years mingled into life shaped contorts It has taken eons of time as life became known Where human words like Mother Nature, having claimed life's throne For in her sphere, blossomed riches of note From Dinosaurs to Zebra's, it's her right to gloat But what she has given is a chance to let live On this planet of beauty that we continue to sieve If we close our eyes, and we look back to the start We should be so very fortunate, we were invited to take part

Details | Rhyme | |

The Problems Solved

The Problem’s Solved

A baboon by his very nature
Urinates in only one spot
He leaves a scent
Right where he went
And that scent to him is hot
If he’s gone from Bulawayo
Fifty miles or more
He’ll return to Bulawayo
When his bladder he must pour
Now an enterprising chemist
In Bulawayo town
Thought maybe baboon urine
Would make her man stay around
Mixing baboon urine and soil
She forms a little cake
Sells it to other women
And boy the dough she makes
She tells Zimbabwe women
To rub it you know where
And once their man has smelled it
He will always come back there
Her stall’s at the city toilets
At the Bulawayo bus depot
An average day is thirty cakes
To women on the go
To women with man troubles
With husbands that tend to stray
She says with baboon urine
That tend will go away
Although the smell is pungent
Zimbabwe women swear
That once a man has dipped his rod
His rod will go just there
There is no scientific proof
These cakes will do the trick
And if you’d ask your Uncle Mike
He’d say “the lady’s sick”
But never one to interfere
If not personally involved
If the he and she both think it works
Then I guess the problem’s solved

Details | Didactic | |

When Soda Pops

       When Soda Pops

Under pressure from thermonuclear devices
Or at CERN when the hadron collider gave birth to a baby black hole
We come to find it could get worse
Soda pops are there so I don’t care
That’s all that matters on the matter
Genome of the disease-transmitting tsetse fly are mapped right now
More asteroids are headed our way…..someday….
But it’s ok
Soda pops are also on their way.
Planets form without our knowledge….or permission I might add
In the news; Chernobyl birds exposure to radiation, adapt to ionization, 
their (pheomelanin, a pigment in feathers), have some problems today they say
But the birdies are doing just fine
And that’s just great
I’ll have a pop to celebrate
On April 25th. this year a 'brown dwarf' star  was found 
At  7.2 light-years away
We must be neighbors
Let’s have a soda anyway
Volcanos are always on the move
Be thankful they can’t fly or drive 
If I drink more coffee, I’ll read more news 
They’ll tell about some cancer blues
So I’ll sit right here and drink more soda for my thirst
And conjure up more verse…..I mean, it could be worse
Than soda pops

Details | Free verse | |

Carry On To Carrion

I get lost when i think about it.

My heart is parallel with time
I feel as though this beat I carry on 
is endless.

There was no start

I will never finish

I just keep going, 

With forever,

Until time is nonexistent

Until this beat becomes consistent

And one day my body will drop

As my beat runs parallel with time, 

I carrion.

Details | Haiku | |

modern computer

                                                 modern computer
                                        faster than the speed of light...
                                            slow snail's pace today

Modern Haiku

Details | I do not know? | |

Gulf Oil Spill !

Man to blame,
Once again to his shame,
His record continues to destroy !
The beauty he did not create, nor can he save…
He will never learn how to properly behave…

Nature screams pointlessly once again ?
Fearing where next we’ll drill ?
Gulf oil spill.

Details | Free verse | |

Where Does the October Come From

In October
color is from 
stripping away
the mild disguise of Summer,
like the poison fruit,
the vomitous insect,
red devil. Death from heat.

Details | Nonet | |

Solar Communication

What a beautiful morning it is.
The sun welcomes us once again, ~¬
her heat amazes our lives.
White clouds in the distance ~
will appease the warmth.
Gorgeous she is,
bringing life
to us

Hey! look mom, the skies changing colour.
Gone are the blues, streaks of white light ~¬
are now racing each others trace.
Wow, I'm seeing distant ~
horizons on fire.
I'm so scared mom,
we're going
to die

We are somewhere in New York State
Having just landed amidst hush ~¬
Vapour trailing skies abound.
Overgrown lands thrive, whilst ~
little movement seems
at a loss.
Where oh

Details | Rhyme | |

Rhetoric's Memetics science peotry

 There was a man a man in the box 											        do not mime the selfish meme touching things  									 he can not see in his own cage he is locked  									          in angst himself he argues the mummings 										 in this hypotheses do no be the bloke   										without truly knowing become his own silent joke                                                                                         		Be a rhymer with God the proper timer 										      from the heart freely give to that which outlives   									 Be not a quack hawker of salve a rock climber  									 an amoeba climbing up from sea them I forgive  									Created in God's image if you seek proof 										with respects not like Ike not like Mike  										       ask Him yourself to know the truth                                                                                                                   		there is know one else I rather be like Christ

Details | Acrostic | |

Carousel Floating

Circular motion within the blue hue upward,
As bright as the wondrous crystals below,
Reflections glare, shadowing things unheard.
Only at daybreak will we understand its glow.
Until dusk shall you see power, it does hold.
Solar orb of glory, which gives life to all,
Evangelical design drives away natures cold.
Listen you may hear the sizzle of this ball.

From winter to spring, growing closer everyday,
Living creatures await the warmth it brings.
Our hearts and minds, warmed in every way.
As it devours, the frigid cold and nature sings.
Take notice that it still warms us on days of gray.
Igniting passion, delivering precious new beginnings,
Never faltering continuing its carousel of play,
Glowing solar flares proceed above floating wings.

Details | Quatern | |


Proliferation the wonder of it all
from a tiny seed becomes a tree tall
pollen from stamen floats on winds call
DNA puzzles do many enthrall

Written instruction for what it becomes
answers to life’s perplexing problems
a manual so tiny naked eye cannot see
engineering so fine progresses what is to be

Stored information that’s dynamic in action
investigation that understands just a fraction
plants that convert light into sugar
directions malfunction converted to injure

So much of language we don’t understand
and deny designer on length of it’s strand
like God we conceive with plans and action
to science becomes a single mans passion

We draw and layout a similar pattern
imitation configured by nature so learn
skill of arrangement and execution
who would replace design with evolution

We ourselves imitate all creation
by things produced in every nation
like God we delight to work something new
to admit being like God are those of us few

Why do so many have difficult time
that like our Father have creative mind
able to produce from imaginative skill
beauty and pleasure which in our souls thrill

Everything speaks of brilliant design
it’s language to the specifics define
communication of action individual speech
in every molecule order does teach

Expressions of Love in all that’s created
conditions within the things investigated
intelligence for foolishness many have traded
and thirst for learning becomes castigated

We comprehend not the speech of our tongue
or the effects upon whom it belong
direction of growth all order is spoken
connection with Father has become broken

Genetics embody progression of growth
contains language and communication both
from within does come outward advance
to intricate to have arrived by chance

In all of nature instruction is written
the Bible a book of directions submission
to understand Love and how we should live
and what is hidden within his missive

Jehovah to earth sent his only begotten
with his sacrifice might our hearts soften
so we might have our freedom of speech
to understand the heights that we may reach

COPYRIGHT © 2009 C Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC?

Details | Lyric | |

A Web-King

How was he trapped in his own web, 
Which was woven with silken skills, 
Tested and proven since ages, 
With a core from his own cells? 
How could it be an accident; 
During his usual course of hunt
For a flying prey, in whom venom
Instilled and liquefied with enzymes! 
Had it been another manifestation 
Of perseverance to a modern King, 
As done to Robert Bruce the King
To regain the Scottish throne? 
Speculations keep on mounting, 
But, as his hollow SELF does still cling
To the web-hub, no prey dare swing
As they feel him still the Web-King!

Details | Rhyme | |


The barnacle is not what you may think 
No mollusc this, no limpet dull and drab 
It's lack of adult movement hides the link 
To cousins like the lobster and the crab.

Hermaphrodite, a male and female phase
Alternate, and thus its offspring make
It's lifecycle is one which should amaze 
What follows are the forms that it will take.

Nauplius. Expelled and floating free 
Small and mobile, soft shell on its back 
It swims with other plankton in the sea 
Bottom of the food chain: just a snack. 

Cyprid. In this stage it does not feed 
It only searches with a sole intent 
To find the roost and friends that it will need 
Where it can stick itself down with cement. 

So here we are: the adult that we know 
Settled down and to its choice home bound 
Mature it still has those wild oats to sow 
Priapically, it still can get around.

Details | Haiku | |

Can You Picture This

blue water rushing 
down rocky cliffs - makes gorgeous 
themes for computers

Tribute To

Also Entry For
Raul Moreno's 
Rhythm Of The Falls Contest
GL All

Details | Rhyme | |

From Here To Eternity, Almost

The defining moment in my lifetime so far,
Was the instant I first understood,what we are,
That we've been around since time began,
And that every atom which makes this ape, called man,
Has been part of the mechanism of nature's machine
For countless ages past,and will be for those not yet seen.

Here I stand an atomic conglomerate,
Aware that the day will come for the takeover- corporate,
When the asset strippers of Mother Nature PLC,
Will move in and dismantle all that made me,
And break everything down into those valuable particles,
For the construction of new participating articles,
In the ongoing evolution of Life Industries PLC,
Eternity beckons for little old me!

Tom Higgins

Details | Quatrain | |

When Solar Flares

             When Solar Flares

Give The Sun Citations when it disrespects the laws of nature
For not following ways of man at all cost and cause and case
No matter what your rules might indicate
A certain fate awaits

Space between all atoms is enormous
The reason we don’t walk through walls
Or fall through floors is not magic
Atoms don’t hold themselves alone, suspended in empty space

It is magnetic fields that react to those two forces
That keeps the universe in place
When sun’s highways of solar flares, stream in channels 
Travel in their respective places, all is well and fine

When they follow normal traffic rules and stay in lanes
Suns don’t have our mind
They seem to stray in more than one direction
Magnetic streams collide, send corona blasts to Earth

When solar storms collapse for months or years our infrastructures
Say good bye to power grids and life as you once knew it
Prepare to rub two sticks together for heat and warmth
Get out bongo drums
Tap text messages to your friends


Details | Rhyme | |


Of Rogue planets
Binary sister stars
consciousness panics
When Niuburu is really Mars.

Global anarchy
Prophecy of Amos
A 9/11 Mobocracy
Gas lighting
Distribute fear with treachery
Suppress knowledge

Heinous blight 
Manipulate under shrouds of democracy
Are the privileged 
A shadow civilization
Secret society.

Ruling class.
An anachronism
A chosen nation.
 from primitive past.
A enslaving ancient dichotomy
Our Creation
Of the last homogeneity 
Class system
Societal entropy.

Details | Couplet | |

When The Girls Play

Caissa poses brazen firm
watching bishops spread and burn
and in her awe demands a game
for galaxies unnumbered fame,
mesmerized by milky falls
across the fortress Nebula.

Through cosmic peppered crystal stars,
she perpetrates her grasping pawns
forcing out the king’s last play
a queen, the moon, usurps his rays.
But Nebula bemuses chance
of sweaty earth and circumstance,

her systems sprout from treasured strife
and knights patrolling massive life,
nine new rooks of regal birth
proving powers bursting forth.

She names the goddess little pearl
‘I’m waiting for you, fleshy girl,
to challenge complex moves of mine,
our last exchange, until next time.'

Details | I do not know? | |

The Expansion

Universal Expansion
stars are light machines
the energy created by the fuels they burn
bring forth the velocities which expand space
here in this realm, a sea of time

I am no scientist you see
but yes it seems:

Gravity, a point in time
it requires a relative amount of energy
to move it fast or slow
time the density of space
it's resistance determines the flow
as the stars burn the fuels that bring forth the light
who's velocity expands the unverse by pulling time
staight out of the emensly dense gravity of nothingness
that is a black hole
and the light and the holes are standing still
while time expands
into three diminsional bands
that bare record of all things within

Foils of time fly by
points sheared capture flight
creating the atoms, molecules and chains of things
even things that come alive
they are infused by the will of our father
who gives freely his spirit of life
then these things live until their time
Yes,he wants to raise up children
he wants to multiply
in our end we'll have to give an account
of what we did and why
we abuse his gift until we die
so repent while your still alive
repent or run and hide
from the grace and beauty of all creation
that magnifies and glorifies his name forever more
Oh the fear
the fear of knocking on forevers door
love children love
then love some more
so that you might learn to love
forever more
forever more
it is a great responsability
to be a child of the Lord
so love children love
love forever more
then love some more

Details | Terza Rima | |

Cowboys in the Badlands

Out west, near Black Hills, over South Dakota way,
On land where layered rocks records eons before –
Some thieves rode the badlands that hot steamy day.

Rough riding rustlers raided a ranch; stole a boar.
Those thieves took, tackle, grain, food, and wine grapes.
Two rife and rifled cowboys planned to settle the score!

Rugged and fearless with sweat on hot napes,
They rode where the rattlers and bull snakes call home.
Both galloped fast and hard … must not let thieves escape.

But they stopped with their horses when they saw bison’s roam.
Felt stillness; saw vastness; amazed, each life reshapes.
The wilderness teaches with its silent, “Shalom.”

Paused, distantly viewing weird-wonderful shapes.
Great towers of fossils that give wildlife a home.
Two soul-searching cowboys ponder nature’s landscapes.

While prairie dogs and cottontails run for the loam,
The bobcats and vultures look down on the plains.
And turtles stay still in their portable home.

The Bighorns and badgers walk gullies in rains.
Meadowlarks sing songs while pretty pronghorns prance.
There, valleys hide critters in flowers and grains.

It’s a desolate land; so, it seems at first glance.
Plenty of majestic views extending for miles,
Masking deadly dangers that stalk the great expanse.

But back on the ranch families stock up woodpiles,
They tend to the gardens, feed chickens, and cows. 
Their work is quite hard but they manage with smiles.

The villains still steal and the farmers push plows.
But two soul-searching cowboys made Heavenly vows.

Copyright October 12, 2014

Written for Poetry Soup Member Contest: Cowboys in the Badlands - 
Sponsor	Isaiah Zerbst

Details | Light Poetry | |

Sheep Of The Apocalypse

The sundown shroud of evening fell
To settle on the city's wreck
Of buildings broke by wicked spell
Called by fate's destructive beck.

And from afar they saw the shapes
Stark, bleak against the red sunset
The ruined outlined cityscapes
Unknown misfortune met.

The country folk had little need
And rarely ventured to the smoke
But still they could not but take heed 
And wonder how those buildings broke.

So, from afar they wondered at
What strange calamity befell
The city that had been so great
But what they couldn't tell

A strange flock from the west emerged
The sunset blooded red their fleece
Had some uncanny demiurge
A flock of demon sheep released?

But, no, they were just simple sheep
That somehow seemed to be astray
Unanswered though the questions creep
To where the flock had been that day

The strangest tales are oft untold
And sealed before the tale's begun
Since they had sneaked out from the fold
What dark deeds had those sheepies done?

Details | Haiku | |

...our lobster killers

...our lobster killers
BP's oil spill destroying
ocean, tap water

Details | Rhyme | |

Two-Dimensional Circle

Within the realms of space
Exist the pearly lines of logic,
Foreboding, tremendously woven like lace
With fiery finesse and a flashing flicker.

From elegant earth, cyclopean stars
Are rendered so picayune,
We see them only as circles and bars
Adorning the sky, so meticulously strewn.

But the human mind
Does not need to look beyond
The two-dimensions we see to find
Amusement. Sorry Armstrong.

The blazing cataclysmic beauty
Is wasted on our feeble temperament.
Squandered almost deliberately
Without further acknowledgment.

And the result of this treachery
Is the reason our lives are so dull.
We morph all we see, making it blurry.
Leaving only a 2-D circle.

And yet, even with this simple silhouette,
We bask in beautiful bundles of bliss.
Ironically enough, we call it infinite
Like that of space, a more infinite abyss.

Details | Lyric | |


Stories dared not whispered, legend of great thinker. 
Artificially created Atlantis, maze search for law-giver. 

Hushed lips speak no evil, silly little monkey cliche. 
Privy ancient knowledge, not clear as light and day. 

So-called peace-loving demigods, closely followed in trace. 
Sexually crazed fools, copying angels fallen from grace. 

Pillars of Hercules within island, dynasty king frenzy awoke. 
Powerful and remarkable, ready to enslave at single stroke. 

Originally thought to be noble, conspicuous reveal greed. 
In route to world domination, struck down by Specialbreed. 

Later time earthquakes and floods, extraordinary violence. 
Single dreadful day and night, massive lost of innocence. 

Intervening super mighty one, so-called wrathful Zeus. 
Manipulation of elements, water and lightning bolts let loose. 

Grand golden wall palace, swept aside sea and sunk below. 
Ironical measured payment, for employment of ruthless blow. 

Swiming through labyrinth of wisdom, vie of the celest'. 
Chancing risk of schism, mighty sequential vignette. 

Perplexed pattern in hide, bloody seal of truth. 
Illuminati repelled, for a time real minoot. 

Message of twisted tongue, langual contrivance. 
Masters' visions swoon, in journey through euphoric trance. 

Loud whisper switch, silence left in wake. 
Souls of denizens burned, in fiery scourching shake. 

Prominent eclectic short order, alien wishbone act. 
Convert of non-belief, fierce zealots' minds impact. 

Lucid broken water reflection, visible-eye agleam. 
Blind finding quarry, standing like obelisk beam. 

Instinctive overriding, a slip into lucidity. 
Telepathic mind connection, recede to infinity. 

Exponential theory, base of schematics. 
Common like maybe, superpower military tactics. 

Voice of bleeding knowledge, fade to obscurity. 
Mystic in strange land, fault found in masters of intricacy. 

Undecipherable rhetoric, great monster on chase. 
Featureless darkness, a threat to human race!

Details | Light Poetry | |

' Academic-Bright ... '

I Am MoonBeam
My Sisters, StarLights
My Brothers, SunRays
… All-Academic-Bright

My Family of Heaven
My Mother, DawnSky
Father of Celestial Lights              (James 1: 17)
Taught At Universe-High

By Father’s Master-Degree
And Mother’s Alma-Mater
Brother Graduated
Summa-Cum-Laude, Super-Nova

Dine At Dimension-Table
Of Cosmic-Family
Global-Bodies, Glowing-Grace
In Our Galaxy

Our:  Cambridge, Yale, Oxford and Harvard
Are:  Comets, Orbits, and Asteroids
Black-Holes, Pulsars, Waves and Quarks
Red Giants and Red and Snow-White Dwarfs

Enlightened Astronomers, Radiant New Worlds
Time-Continuum, To Unfurl
Outer-Space, Advent-Solar-Systems
And A Big, Blue Jewel, Freed From Cataclysm

Light-Years Away, From Today …
But Still Quenching Thirst, On Milky-Way
and Planetary-Rings and Eclipse
Satellites, and Soaring-Rocket-Ships

Atomics and Evenings-Scholarly
Lectures, On Pure-Energy
To Explore and Expand Brilliantly
‘Diplomas’ … thru Eternity

I Am MoonBeam
My Sisters, StarLights
My Brother, ‘Big’ SunRay
Shone-Academic-Bright ! …

Details | Rhyme | |

Fatal Beauty

  The evening sky aglow with color
beauty incarnate to the human eye.

         In it's mist death awaits
         as the damage we belie.

             With sins of greed
       the poisons build on high.

       Will we wake and recover
   or wait and see our planet die?

Details | Narrative | |

Balance Within

Introduction: Even if you're tied to barely holding on, your control over will power shall pull you up towards the truth and success. But only if you believe up to all, that it's stronger than what you could be - that's when you balance the fall...

You may get old
Your memories may drown,
But your soul won't get cold
And beliefs won't breakdown.

Just don't you let go
As you never know,
Things you seek for all your years
They could be in your back yard.

Find the truth within the lies,
Fight your pride to end this cry,
Trust your soul; open the door
Balance yourself and roll the stones.

The one's you heart will always stay
So don't throw life out your doorway,
Life's too short and it's too real
Sometimes it's hard to see and feel

That's how you live a life,
The risk that breaks you down to bits
Saves and brings you back alive,
That's what we call the gift of life.

No matter how rough things might get
We get rewards for the risks we take,
No matter how hard or sad
Learn and value what you have.

Though, too much pride will leave you dried
Don't let 'hopeless', be your life's stride,
None of this will you take to grave,
Your deeds will lay, only your pave.

As you breathe in and do breathe out,
Make each one profound
And stand your ground,
As lies are just the fantasy,
The truth - is your ecstasy
And this will forever be plain to see... 

Details | Rhyme | |

Nuclear mirrors

There was a merry minstrel once
Lived on the Isle Of Wight.
He sang and played upon his lute
And kept it polished bright.
He loved to write computer odes,
He wrote his songs in Morse's codes,
And ditties sweet lay round his feet
As he sat in the road.

He believed in minus 1
He liked to find square roots.
He played imagined notes all day,
Upon his master's flute,
But when he felt a mental lack,
His father called in Paul Dirac.
Who gave him twice as many notes.
So more and more this minstrel wrote
Till a catastrophic crack.

The world divided into two,
So I'm not me and you're not you
But we have doubles in the glass
I learned that in my physics class.
One minstrel played upon the sand,
His alter ego had a band
Until a Magus found their file
They'll be back,in a little while,
Walking hand in hand .

The world has cracked
Behind our backs.
There'll be a mighty fall.
We need to build some fiery walls,
To stop the men with nuclear balls,
From making any calls.

Plus and minus don't make nought,
so keep those square roots well apart.
We'll let the mirrored minstrels play,
But make sure you keep well away,
In case explosions start.

Plus and minus interact,
That's what the scientists say.
Nothing is a powerful sign,
And nothing's not going away.

Details | I do not know? | |

ET Stretch...

Good of the morning darling.
The wrath of Can has come.
Turning eyes right back to One.
I see focus burning the bush
Small scars on the planet
Creating boils in the blood.
Outrage to create pressure
Buy heaven’s gate to measure
Are you ready to stand?
Life giving water comes to sand.
it buries your well…understand?
Oceans reclaim their right to land
What spoils the earth, so spoils the hand.

Targeting senses are on….
Brane waves on the horizon
” better come out…
we know where you are…”
They’re not far…

Stretch of the mind is around
gods great pleasure of sound.

Details | Free verse | |

Green and Blue

Fish swam in blue waves of cotton candy
Carless gulps of salty ocean
Tails whipping through chocolate sea
Sweet as a rice crispy treat
Mindless beauties beneath the land
Squishy scales under quick sand
While dinosaurs chant for reincarnation
Butterflies flutter in several mazes
Carrying souls from eras beneath to
Timeless eras above to retreat

Details | I do not know? | |

Quiz Number 7

I have a gut feeling this one might be tough.

Details | Rhyme | |


The moon pours through my window.
Shedding light unstained.
Yet reveals so many things also.
It's magic left unfeigned.
The stars are sometimes hidden.
Relaxed behind the clouds.
To some they are forbidden.
Covert, they remain enshrouds.

Details | Free verse | |


volcanic eruptions
planets collide becoming particals
atoms molecules
dust floating in an embryonic fluid
universes galaxies 
multidimensional wormholes
our awareness sliding through
milky ways constructed on a cellular level
nebulas new born planets
the light of several thousand suns being born at once
swimming through our bodies
we are the universe made up of stars  (C) mjr 2009

Details | Haiku | |


I would like to see,
Snow, frozen  H2O this year.
It hardly does here.

Details | Verse | |


The calls of the flocks          to this years migration
a roving community       of birds in each nation
rising and diving       above         mists in the rocks
the drawing together         for birthing         new flocks
The coo of the crane      in     a wetland bog
the bob of its head       when       its nabbed a frog
opened winged geese     in            passages  soar
north back to south     or        a western shore
Above our earth        the traversing vast miles
into the snowfall                 or            cliffside defiles
a race upon water       to         lure this years mate
or share  in the catch          a        dance woven like date
Such grace of movement    their wings on the breeze
like rhythms beating       to ascend     above trees
how can one       capture     such beauty       so grand
of a creatures          decent       upon sky        upon land
Motion so elegant       their  journey's   in sky
mankinds observations      our own desire       to fly
the form of their       pinions       upon outstreched wings
to follow freedom         this kind of life       dreams
Lowlands or Highlands        the wild fowl    domains
in deserts   or plateaus       aviary   terrains
on pole ice       or islands   you'll find their rests
every year you'll find them       their community     nests
COPYRIGHT © 2012 C Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC

Details | Free verse | |


Twinkle twinkle, little star,
93 million miles far.
Giver of light, supporter of life,
energy, climate and season device.

The sun is a star, we're glad it is here,
as our life support, for 5 billion years.
This star is among the brightest in space,
though close, many questions about it remain.
With violet ,orange, and reddish of hues, 
our home solar system pivots on you.
8,000 degrees of Kelvin heat,
elements of Hydrogen and Helium meet.
Over 100 times the size of the Earth,
rotating once is a seven day turn.
The first of three layers is visible light,
the thick photosphere is a veil of white.
The atmosphere there is a plasma in ways,
which emits a series of wavelengths and rays.
A more defined trait are the patches of dark,
Sunspots are cooler, magnetically charged.
These spots tend to vary and alter in shape,
every 11 years, new cycles take place.
Solar cycles can affect the weather on Earth,
filters and color are how they’re observed.
Direct observation can damage the eyes,
I'd advise that precautions be sought and applied.
The heat is supplied by a core via fusion,
and exits as energy and light distribution.
Plasma is also among things released,
Solar Flares on the surface are a common sight seen.
All around they emit rays, X and UV,
which frequently jam radio frequencies.
Close to the sunspots, the flares can be viewed,
particles majestically travel in loops.
The Sun, like the Moon, is a welcomed companion,
life without it cannot be imagined.

Twinkle twinkle, little star,
93 million miles far.
Giver of light, supporter of life,
always shining, through day and through night.

Details | Haiku | |

Earth Spins In Orbit

Earth spins in orbit
Changing the top of the world
Every day renewed.

© November 8, 2011
Dane Smith-Johnsen

Details | Haiku | |

Season Departure

Deportation of green life
Allowing highlights

Details | Haiku | |

You Light Up My Life

suns candlepowers
can surley lighten up some
darken passages

Tribute To Nature
And The Power Of The Sun

Also Entry For
Raul Moreno's
Ascension Haiku Contest

Details | Fibonacci | |


or shine-
solar days
make the world go around

Details | Verse | |


How have I loved    your laws and decrees
and your Sun       in the dawn of the morning
the orders that govern       the universe
and their rulings       the cosmos adorning
So finely tuned      a precise instrument
it's crafting       can no journeyman match
construction supreme      no man has surpassed
nor it's equal       can he ever attach
You have hidden       their rules and movements
that a man could spend           a lifetime to seek
but the years we're given       have been shorted
and our will            to regulation is weak
Its decrees            are woven like fabric
on each writ      does another rely
their sequence                 framed like a template 
against its power       can no man defy
Its display               of symmetry  exacting
it's direction          none living can change
through its pursuit          our knowledge deepens
but it's only simile              can we arrange
Like flocks             are the stars conducted
as their shepherds            your laws do act 
like the canon of statues             their placement
their governing             by decrees you enact
No man                can act as its counselor
or rearrange           its charge and command
for all that's demonstrated            in nature
for all are subject           to what law demands
By their study            we learn how to measure
like a child           the paths of all law
to investigate              all time and reasons
of its operation           we can all stand in awe
source Psalm 19
COPYRIGHT © 2012 C Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC

Details | Haiku | |

You Don't Phase Me

dogs come cats go
just like moon waxing
Don't let it phase you

Tribute To Moon Waxing LOL

Also Don't Forget To
Turn Those Clocks Back

Details | Free verse | |

Dressed for death act one - the spinning plague doctors

Because of sin death enter in 																	Wearing dark wide brim with long blackened coat   														tucked behind crow faced with red evil eyes 															The apple of amber will not keep this doctor away															saw bones bearing a hatchet coming with sweet sachet in beak														for dwelling among the dead the living they should seek														sown in the mouth teaching for to kill and not to heal          													follies follow their wisdom dead flies of the apothecaries ointment 													 Prideful yet they know once to die then the appointment											         			false prophecies of their own making stink to sweet 														supposing double winding serpent would treat  														stenching gray amber the amulet of pomander															wand in hand resisting as Jannes and Jambers															lying healers foaming shame of whales vexed															holding sick at bay while death has its way															black to the shoes the wading death a plague                                                       										so called great men of the earth only deceive   															 taking honor from God with their sorceries                                                           										They to false gods have sown to woes their own                                                         				                               				as the Hippocratic oath they swore															climbing the back of the great whore															hardened hearts whence came the obstruction                                                                                                      						the spirit of egypt pillars of destruction    	                                                                                                                                                                  		Alas dying sinner there is a cure for death

Details | Free verse | |


I have lay dormant for too long now
slept in the shadows,undiscovered.
Until the all knowing mind and
excited eye of a Masai shepherd
extracts me from my mountainous shell.
From ultramarine to lilacy violet,
christened the Blue Zoisite
Adopted by Tiffany who cried in despair
'It sounds too much like suicide'
Renamed Tanzanite, after its origin
a most precious, unique purple gem,
or am I, not purple but yellowy-brown
A lavender hue,some might claim.
A newbie compared to the oldest of rubies
a rebel that will not be mined.
Immaculate elegance, exclusively
the most dazzling of earthly designs.

27th July 2011

Details | Light Poetry | |

The World Under Siege

The world is under siege by acts of God,

Natural Disasters,




At any moment the world as we know it
could come to a screeching halt,

Buildings are crumbling,

Neighborhoods are falling apart,

Roads are being washed away,

leaving no way out,

Life as we know it could end in
a minute,

The weather system is out of control,

Most people dream of a quiet death,

but the present conditions will make earths'
inhabitants, perishing souls,

This world will become barren without any beauty to behold,

The maelstroms we have been experiencing
may have been sent by God, yet altered and enhanced by 
mans' experiments to rule the land...

through devastation and chaos ithe "Principalities" will
gain power,

Rain isn't ordinary anymore, neither is wind or snow,
in any weather episode we all could get swept away,
The world could end and we all could just go,
Cease to exist,
The globe has become strange,
The weather remiss.

Details | Free verse | |


A canvas of matter and all the empty space,
Frames of light, pictures from past positions,
Our privilege to glance at the once was,
Projections of our lives and moderate climates,
Existence held in a traveling form from eras before,
At last reaching down and softly grasping
The rocks and trees and streets and minds,
A dimly lit reflection of Earth and our time,
I guess that I am the same as I was,
And contemplation of those specks and lines,
Do we think that they really feel anything?
All that we see or seem is but
A living math equation without an end,
Mechanical certainty, clockwork beauty,
Do they really feel anything at all?
All the mass that persists gathers into
Clusters of spheres, rotating and revolving,
Organic efficiency leans and collapses
Together in an eternal embrace.
All these plants and animals are linked,
They eat each other, a natural recycle
Until thought became flesh on the Third Planet,
And the stars became teachers,
Giving knowledge to this globe,
Bound and willing to explode,
Projecting, reflecting, hoping and weeping their light,
Lending their beauty and hope to our night.

Details | Rhyme | |

A Clumsy Anthropologist

'Tis twilight, the shadow of lake
turning light- peachy and pink. 
And all the forest around wake
in the light- life too groggy to think. 

When all the light cast God's love
of the sun, bursting brightly,
it shines on something- a hidden trove,
and I take the hiker's first step, lightly,

and I see in front of me old things!
I dust the dirt off skeletal caps, 
I smile and the forest begins to sing. 
Soon, though, excitement begins to collapse,

For my skips and my kicks and my chants 
drop the artifacts on a rock, and they shatter! 
Anthropology smites me for my careless dance
for now I have tiny skeletal pieces of matter.
The birds now sing, the monkeys now ooh, 
the winds now shake, the sun hides
behind a pile of clouds, as though they all knew.
I collect my findings- crying a little inside. 

Details | Free verse | |

The Great Black Hole Cycle

The kiss of the black hole
Purposely unknown
The galaxy it's home

Tear apart my heart
It's just a start
Feed off my remains
The ultimate creation
Giving life
Thy kingdom comes
To be undone
Hallowed Be thy name

For your the greatest power
Our small minds may conceive
It only takes a glance
At your utter magnitude
For the doubters to believe

The vengeance of the lord
Is displayed in your cycle
I wish I could be great like you
An inmovable idol

Teardrops tear away from me
And drop down to the ground
Immiscible feelings swirling
As they dare not make a sound

This is the silent killer
That lies in the end of all emotion
Spewing out unwanted light
Without another notion
This is your nature
To destroy order by your hand
Spewing out of severed chaos
That begats new foreign lands
As if you were the creator
Perhaps he resides inside
The black holes might
Drinks in the light
And reincarnates it beyond the shadows

Details | I do not know? | |

Quiz 7 New Clue

It's a grand thing, yes, it is.

Details | Haiku | |

I'll Help Save Earth

Humans say "Go Green"
How much greener can I get
 A Wind Turbine, soon

Inspired by Raul's Contest " Caterpillar's Gait "

Details | Free verse | |

For Many a Millennia

For many a millennia
man has walked
       on this earth.
During this journey
he has learned much
but not enough
for his appetite.
To feed the hunger
he grows a special
a garden filled with
each year a bigger crop
is harvested to satisfy
the increasing need
        for knowledge.

For many a millennia
man has mauled
        and scarred
the face of the earth,
        has interrupted
        and disturbed
the workings of nature
with his pollution,
destruction, wars,
tearing down,
and building up --
events of mainly
technological origins.

For many a millennia
man's knowledge has enlarged,
now it's running amok.
If it continues
we will find ourselves
buried in long forgotten
tombs of earthen crust,
from space just holes
        and pot marks
in Terran soil,
on ground level
     vast wastelands
excavated by man
to feed technology,
to build concrete roads
        and buildings,
creating a Heaven for man,
a real hell for Earth,
a planet which millennia ago
was still uncluttered,
        much greener,
        pollution free.
A virgin among the stars
awaiting the then unknown
dawn of technological


Details | Free verse | |

Light Energy

Distinctive deliverance,
Man has no abstract control.
Nature takes in importance.

Will nature, man ever collaborate.

Note Parise Pariku 

Written for
Sponsor ^Rick Parise 
Contest Name Parise Pariku 

Details | Rhyme | |

The Open Window

I’m already ahead and stirring before that fiery Sunrise appears every single morning.
I'm quickly catching up to my own waiting for the breaking of this phenomenal day.
My coffee will be in my hand right when my thoughts once again start freshly forming!
Ah, I’m feeling alive inside and I think I’ll just stay right here for each second of today.

I glide through my house to stream Sunlight in by pulling every single window shade up,
I toast this day pouring my fresh hot brew straight into my scuffed up old-timers tin cup.
It’s the open window where I see my birds on my oak tree branches singing and playing, 
I just stand at the open window licking early morning honeydew from my lips and I say,
Now this is the most outstanding way to start any God given day with this superb array!

There are just so many smelly buttercups blooming out for me to pluck them up to sup!
I’m smiling whistling and getting enthusiastic about allowing myself to get carried away,
Because I hear my happy little birdies singing their hearts out to me and they’re in tune!

Let us in! Let us in! They twitter their tweets with chirps, 
Let us in and we will sing all day long just to be near you.
Laughing and giggling at my birdies I am just tickled pink,

No way Jose!
I can’t sing! 
My silly, silly little birdies, 
Y’all know my singing stinks.

My buzzing bumbling bee hummers away driving at the winds to boot,
I holler and holler for that goofy buzzer until I’m just not giving a hoot.
So I lift my tin cup up and in my air I toast to a genuine wholeness today,

By the open window I whisper to my eternally inspirational four winds of heaven, 
Forever you may live insde my breaths majestically just as my infallible Sunrays!

® Registered: Ann Rich  2005

Details | Rhyme | |

Tangible Time

Time, art thou eternal? Thou never ending change.
Art thou of creation? A law refuting chance.
Countless orbs in heaven whirl and twirl in space,
placed on paths of gravity and light,
midst expanse of darkest night.

Time, art thou fixed? Or canst thou change?
Hast thou destination of divine or random chance?
Countless clouds of fire and rock as beauty taking place.
A vast expanse whose depth and width and height,
cannot be measured by a changing sight.

Time, thou art not immutable. Thou dost change.
Thou art a law created for a destiny, not chance.
Countless darkly densities leave light without a trace.
Collapsing holes through threads of fabric woven tight.
Time can change it's current flow. How can a clock be right?

Details | Free verse | |

Water Rune

Water rune feed off the breast of the moon like a baby, new until by adolescence another ruined Aqua Deity Poseidon cast forth thy trident bellowing waves of violence sink towering ships, in silence How to tame a beast of rage first you must just turn the page a cold shoulder best these days soon to enter the new ice age Water rune welcoming bad news vicarious Aquarius the Water bearer enters hysteria takes his crown the common era is all but dead now Religion and science meet with a big bang God falls to his kneeundaunting wounded, but not yet deceased he makes a deal with the Devil for their synthesis why close your eyes if you don't wish to hear it? Forgot of Pisces like a vague evading memory of the childhood your hurricane came to clean life away, in ruin I stay, nothing wise left to say I'll just ride your wave to my grave, of icy water. Hallowing along to aloneness caught up in a priceless moment sea levels run rampant the rising tide rising high towards the sky rolling back down sound like thunder strike into oblivion, and drag me under lifeless, unconscious, abundantly undaunting holding onto that which might not be whole again ever, like Pangea for even the mightiest army surrenders without their leader

Details | Free verse | |

Fly Agaric

Wandering traveller of the night
Occult creature,
your velvet butterfly tongue leaves thoughts lingering in my mind
as visions of obscured beauty pass before me,
in the shadow of your smile
hypnotic, illuminating
to pluck the thoughts out of the void
like petals from divine lotus
streams of consciousness pool, playing before our shimmering eyes 
in crescent moon lullaby 
melodic rhythm of throbbing life,
spinning illusion
illuminated in violet luster  
revealing truth hidden in images of splendor
every hue brilliantly diffused
in the immensity of an unshattered silence
fragmented bliss,
I sleep, lulled deeply in Morpheus' embrace 
and so I ask you,
if I am a child of the light why do I feel so at home in the dark?
falling tears die delicately
as you told me that
today is the child of yesterday and tomorrow 
innocence, captured peacefully
formed with golden bough.
Strange, twilight child,
lost in your mercurial pleasure
set free my naked soul
shivering, into darkened night
ascending on stairways of delirium
to the orphaned city of stars

Details | Cinquain | |


Morning glory.
Perseus mirrored magic.
Free at last, oh.

Details | Haiku | |

'Moon-Rock... ' (Haiku # 12)

‘ Moon-Rock ’  Haiku # 12

Moon Rock, Craters, Crust
What Does This Terrain Adjust …
“ Earth Was Made For Us ! “

Details | Haiku | |

Boy Are You Slow

look ancient creatures
marching through millennia
at slow steady pace

Tribute To Turtles  LOL

Details | Haiku | |


Written by Ann Wilson on

October 31 st  2006


Details | Fibonacci | |

Prepared Fish

One True
God, God of
Heaven and Earth made
And prepared a great fish to eat
Swallow Jonah whole, threw-up
Jonah on the shore bleached white stinking to high heaven, ran preached three days 

Details | Haiku | |


Nature’s creation
Form of unknown origin
Builds controversy

One powerful hand
Hullabaloo or greatness
Believe of your choice

written for

Sponsor john freeman

Contest Name Natural and Beyond!!

Details | I do not know? | |

circle in the sand

what would you believe to be true?
a sun in the sky and the color of blue?
check to see what time it is…
and is this time a true truth too?
for you?
if we’re to count what really matters
would it be the drops or the oceans of waters?
Maya have a cycle and they call it Long
Consisting of ‘days’ that cycle to One.
Scholars translated the related data…
Stating in dates from a dated stela
That an ‘end’ was to come
For the world as we know it.
I asked for the rest to show it.
Modern cycles of time are related
To the point, I say, of being the same.
In the beginning, it was just a game
But a truth came out the more I played.
And if this truth is really true
Then what might it mean for me and you?
If the Mayan cycle to One it just means
That the rest are too.
We’ll start with a Great date of understanding
The Winter solstice of the 12th upon ending
Will complete the days count of three colors
Red Green and Blue…....... 18.7.2 000
We have the same color in the minutes it’s true…
1300 days is a count of Red Green and Blue.
1300 days as minutes are a 18.7.2 000 Too.
And how do I know this you say?
I only know it in the English kind of way
But 18 = R, 7 = G, and 2 = B see
Which makes black when the zeros are three
Too, this includes them all.
The trick was a spin in the eyes
They said ‘add’ to my surprise… and so I did
Add sum, because it’s said and is so
That once in every seventy two you know
There is the movement of One. Degree.
It was a mystery to me and something unseen
Like the physical physics of godly thing.
“Golden showers” Albert kept saying
Don’t be a coward his dare kept teasing
Could it be true his mind kept pushing
He wants to finish what he thinks is worth knowing…
So what can you touch in 24 miles
If you’re faster then light but stop for smiles?
A kiss from the color of a mind called hOurs
7800 days are the exact same colors, and
18.7.2 000 are used the same ways
1872000 are the hours in 7800 days
Two cycles combine to show whats true
And it is inDEEd; what I can show to you
Because I’m not an ’’... or a phd
But I sure can count, in geek.can.ease…

7800 + 1300 = 9100 Soo, I counted…

1+2+3+4+5+6+7+8+9+10+11+12+13 = 91 oo… a lot.
...2+3+4+5+6+7+8+9+10+11+12+13 = 90 o….. and became a square for it ;)

9100 / 20 = 455
9100 / 13 = 700

20×13 = 260 Tzolkin sacred number…
Because we walk on them (26 bones each foot)… all five of us.
... see… there IS one more… and then it’s new.n

Details | Verse | |


Egg shells, potato peels,
Fruit scraps from meals,
Coffee grindings—
From this…food springs.

Details | I do not know? | |


In the PixiS climb to Hydra
Lynx is next just past the Lion
Take a dip into Ursas Major
Come and ride the Leos Minor
It’s a Primer she said…
Reading wheels inside your head
Stacking stones into pyramids
Merry goes round the ecliptic
Latitudes of a Long time cryptic
Marching two and fro…
Is it Zero or is it Nero
Inquiring our minds to know

Details | Name | |

Inner Subconscious Intelligence

On top yet underneath every single mind
Normal it functions as a part of Nature
Expanding it does co-exist with the universe
Molding yet controlling all things in kind
Inert matter once both dark and light
Neither can exist without thus is human plight
Drifting in our dreams the third eye is
All seeing for those achieving a wee flash of light
Learning as you go that hopes and fears are one
Letting you in on the Higher Light of The One

Details | Dodoitsu | |

The Iroko Tree

Thick yellowish liquid oozes
out from its rough bark when cut,
This fluid can cure more ailments
than its wooden pith.

Thrush and squirrel sing new songs,
the branches dance along as
wind whistles,snakes hiss,leaves fall,
and shade provided.

Wind breaker with a great height,
Worshiped by few;feared by some,
Real edifice of commerce
with a strong posture.

Olusegun Arowolo
Contest:"Trees Everywhere"

Details | Didactic | |

Concrete Idea

          Concrete Idea

Metal falls from the sky without sound
Bluish white cadmium and nickel 
Trees follow in their shadow
Disintegrate on contact
A simple thermometer reads common thoughts
When in a dream of water
But this is an element of surprise 
Coming to life in our real world while awake
Science rises to the occasion of simple speculation
Something caused the event near by the lake
Trees just don’t disappear….disintegrate 
An asteroid made of metals could have done it 
Or something similar comes to mind
The September 10, 2013 meteorite discovery 
The 6 tailed asteroid P/2013 P5 made of rocks could be the culprit
Or one of its cousins caused the blaze and ultimate find
Perhaps gneiss, schist; slate or even marble metamorphic rocks
Determined the destruction at the site
It must have been an asteroid of some sort….There’re sure 
But nothing concrete from science is found in this tale
Except the Hubble discovery of a 6 tailed meteor called P/2013 P5
And that’s the only solid idea and concrete thought to share

Details | Couplet | |

You'll Get A Rise Out Of This

The rise of Atlantis
For this I don't want you to miss

Coming of the new world
With Justice dressed as it's girl

An apple from God's slate
Filling the hunger for ones plate

Safe harbor to now call home
Empowered by minds that love to roam

Details | I do not know? | |

The most valuable thing...

"If there is one thing that you will never own is the world and all its life. The world 
is one of the most valuable things ever existed, no matter how much you have 
studied it, how many misteries you have tried to solve, how many stories you 
have made about it, only the world knows what it has gone through. If it goes 
back to those days where dinosaurs use to walk on land, if it goes back to those 
times when giants use to live their lifes, if it goes back to the beggining of 
creation, only the world and its eyes truly knows what has happened...because 
as he world's ages increases, the more valuable it gets..."

-Alma Diaz (me)

Details | Haiku | |

Providing life

energy bursting
providing life for us all
the power of the sun

Details | Free verse | |

Hawking and Dawkins

The visible world 
And the Universe,
- (Little as we know of it)
Have the indefinable stamp
Of personality on them.

That is clear - even to fools.

Meanwhile in our world,
Hawking and Dawkins –
Dr. Woe and Dr. No 
Sam Harris and all the rest
Stumble about
In tiny circles 
And shout -
“We have no doubt
Physics exist and scientific method too,
The rest of it is an irrational zoo
Of superstitious nonsense!
God does not exist,
Nor do I,
It is all a dream,
Pie in the sky.”

Then Dawkins says he’s hungry
And Hawking says he’s thirsty
And Sam Harris, sitting
On the fence, smartly dressed, says:
“Chocolate fudge for me.”
Only the restaurant doesn’t exist!
No Dunkin’ Donuts
No McDonalds
No TGIFs or Ruby Tuesdays.

“We shall wait a trillion years,” concludes Dawkins,
“No, a trillion, trillion, years,” says Hawking,
“And then what?” asks Sam Harris?
“Then you will get fudge,” says Hawking, smirking.
“By the law of random numbers,
Chocolate fudge will be reconstituted
Out of atoms.”
“But, says Sam, logical to the last,
“I cannot wait 100 trillion years for my sundae!”
“In the case,” says Dawkins, “you’ll have to die.”
“Why? – Have you gone mad?
- You know that you can’t ask “why”, 
  It is an illegitimate question.
It’s like asking, “Why do birds fly?”
“Well, why do they?” asks Sam Harris.
“I can give you the equations,” says Hawking

Just then there is a boom, like thunder.

“What was that?” say Dawkins and Hawking.”
“Wait!” says, Sam Harris – who suddenly goes pale:
“That was God, fellas.” 
“So what is the scientific answer?” says Hawking.
Sam goes red.

“Well, actually fellows, she said: 
“Tell Hawking to answer the question why birds fly
In plain language, not by equations.”
“Here is a pot of glue Hawking,” says Dawkins.
“What for?” says Hawking.
“Because now you are stuck!” says Dawkins, 
Laughing his head off..

Details | Haiku | |


Great tremors
Tectonic plates shift

Details | Couplet | |

Night Star

Far away in time in space
Watching blindly from a long dead place
Phantom light millennia old
Shining through emptiness and endless cold
Sparkling as brightly in the night sky
As a twinkling tear from an ancient cry
Gracing, with diamonds, the celestial sphere
Specters of life from far off frontiers

Details | Choka | |

Facts Meet Myths

The sun and the moon 
Moving on opposite sides
The Earth's spinning strength abides.
Lunar myths are spread.
Folklore told with conviction.
Dreams contrived with deception.

More babies arrive.
Maternity rooms crowded.
Romantic blooms then, fruited.
Each July full moon,
In the wild, a fawn is born.
A pointed buck sheds his horn.

Sometimes, good children
Disrupt their classes at school. 
Teachers and parents still rule!
Energy spiking.
The full moon's power released.
Special vibes become increased.

Reality check!
Scientists experiment…
To fantasy's bereavement –
No werewolves hiking.
Still, folks fearfully beware.
In case one really is there.

© October 30, 2011
Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen

Inspired by Poetry Soup Member Contest:  What Happens During A Full Moon? 
Sponsored by: Russell Sivey

Details | Free verse | |

Bright-Green Leaves

Inside the forest's sea-of-green, 
Sits a hungry, bright-scarlet tanager.

Eating one caterpillar after another,
In minutes he gulps down thirty-five. 

Doing its part to help the forest,
Ridding the forest of harmful insects.

And over there in a huge green tree,
A little red-eyed vireo, merrily sits.

Singing its song all through the day,
Preaching its tune for all to hear.

Turning its head from side to side,
Then all at once, its singing stops -

It snatches a ladybug, from a leaf,
A ladybug eating; green-plant lice.

Lice that suck, the green-leaf juices,
Juices that provides food for birds.

Birds like those two, lovely bluejays,
Birds that eat from wild apple trees.

Apples with seeds that  will spread,
Spread new trees with Bright-Green Leaves.

Details | Rhyme | |


The Truth is the Gift of Gods Word
for it's understanding the habitation has stirred
softly upon spirit we listen to it's call
comprehension to it's voice like a seed is small

Can you understand the wise man's riddle
apprehend interpretation the narratives trail
from beginning to end surround the middle
without understanding it's Truth you may fail

Upon the Truth are your heavens fixed
the hearing upon earth with lies are mixed
to many have reached a state of complacency
the cares of this life has choked ability

You lead upon paths unknown
a flight those having wings have flown
I tell you upon the rise of each day
that you must lead and show us the way

Oh Shepherd like a lamb you guide me
for I am lost to the flock without thee
My Lord and my God you have called us out
faith in you but confidence in self do doubt

With every gesture you affirm the way
yet evermore before me do my sins lay
I look around upon those I do see
whose lives are worth much more than me

The seventh day Jehovah has blessed
where mankind will enter into his rest
abundance of joy will fill the earth
as Gods Kingdom has given birth

The fruit of her labor is worldwide
she will wipe the tears her children have cried
Gods woman has brought forth Life
she will train the children remove their strife

You are God from the womb of my mother
have preserved me from violence of brother
your handmaiden as captive I serve
given more than anyone here deserve

I listen to the music of your call
understand I grace given since fall
for to live is Christ and to die gain
and within the hand of your Love remain

Forsake me not when I reach that hour
frail woman in mankind has not power
give me courage so I don't therein cower
for I have beheld the future from your tower

Oh my gentle Lord your path holds no discord
our seas turned to glass when we do as asked
neath your wisdom do kneel as truth you reveal
all thinking given you and insight given true

Hold me close and in your arms
for hear I do the trumpets alarms
you have signified my death
for those you love I give my breath

Hold my hand on the path you take
for I am weak and easily brake
a thing that is soft and frail
for those you love like Lord impale

Now I know the path to you
by example your loved showed true
willing I am to give you my life
like anointed Son did for wife

source JOHN 3:16 Romans 12:1-2

COPYRIGHT © 2009 C Michael Miller

Details | Couplet | |

What Did I Ever Do To You

There are many things that are caught by the naked eye
They could be weird or strange or even crazy things that'll make you cry

Think my strangest encounter thus far
Was a little skunk caught in a snare from my car

In underbrush and weeds so high
Heard it's whimpers then saw it's final sigh

Razor edges wrapped around its head
For sure I thought it was dead

As I moved in closer to take a peek
Its hind back arched and sprayed oh how it reeked

Poor little guy I could do nothing for
Except call D.N.R and cry once more

As they placed it in a steel cage
Heard the officer say it was that of young age

When do you think one will learn
Gods creatures did nothing in return

Details | Rhyme | |

The Beginning

Scattered quacking,
rolls of thunder, 
magnets shaking,
earths big wonder.

Volcanos aching
clouds of ash.
Tsunami making
all beaches clash.

Ozone leaving, 
a solar flash,
planet heating,
Gods mighty wrath.

Wars emerging
day and night.
Oil resurging,
endless in sight.

Foods depleting,
No jobs abound,
Water's needed,
though nowhere found....

The Applethoughtrotten

Details | Verse | |

Orion Constellation

bright stars
close but afar
distinct in the winter sky
'the hunter' chases his night prey
as couples roll on sand.

Olusegun Arowolo   DATE:07-07-2012

CONTEST:"Pen a Pensee" sponsored by Nette Onclaud

Details | Rhyme | |

Sweet Oh Sweet!

Take me away  for a while
out of this world so vile
Your lavish gifts are near to vanish
but you never plan to leave us punished

In reverie, I  stand here alone
revolving in a world I call my own
where lush green trees are gracefully swaying
where the water is vivid and smoothly flowing

Where oceans are aquamarine
and trees are abundant and green
All of these are God's given grace
All these gifts are worthy of our praise

Sweet oh sweet! You are my sanctuary
poisoned yet you stayed extraordinary
in this moment still the requiem for the insolent
Sweet oh sweet! You remain the cradle for the innocent

Sweet oh sweet! in you I believe
that in times of sadness you are my relief
In the depth of blue waves
Sweet oh Sweet! I'll dive and remain brave!

Details | Haiku | |

There's No Place Like Home

the great sand bubbler
watches incoming ribbed tide
from burrows back home

Details | Haiku | |


glowing eyes frighten
flashing through the hot night sky~
in the grotto Pups

Details | Personification | |


Gathered dust of centuries old
adorns her great celestial robe
Glowing embers in eternal folds
threaded into gigantic orbs

Her face ravaged by endless vestige
of time, curled around her arm
a void pregnant with infinite age
etched on her heavenly palm

In dark chalices of her eyes
a billion candles light her tears
in abounding boulevards they baptize
portals of amaranthine frontiers

Morass of her enticing plait
ensnared many an adventurer
Hunters, archers, at her gate
lie crucified in love forever

Prying eyes gaze in wonder
at her astral boroughs
Dwarfed in its order
is an illusive chaos

At her altar are sacrificed
the lives of countless doomed
from their ashes then arise
Phantoms from her womb

The sorceress at her soiree
beckoning with her wand
christened with the sobriquet
The invisible great beyond

Details | Cinqku | |

I'm Looking For Something {Cinqku}

snow-capped mountains
in search of other

Tribute To 
The Bald Eagle

Also Entry For 
Brian Strand's 
A Rondel Contest

Details | Monorhyme | |

Duality of Two

This day I saw both the sun and moon appear in daylight.
One so bright not able to stare, I chose the other in sight.
Moons vision bearing down I saw the reflection of night.
Two halves of this orb, I peered with much delight.
Split down the middle one bright the other shaded quite.
Dimly, so I could see the whole circumference, so bright.
What I saw confirmed what I already knew, definitely trite.
That this celestial body revolves around us in a fight.
A controlled boundary, by the power of the one with might.
The one I saw reflecting upon other, with a blinding plight.
This is truly rare to see, without clouds of gray and white.
Possible this day and probably others with conditions right,
They intrigued me to gaze upon their duality of flight.
The brilliant solar orb glancing power on its dutiful satellite,
Opposites of duality together for a time with or without invite.
Within the Heavens at brink of afternoon, sky stands in fright.

Details | Abecedarian | |

Spring garden prep


After the winter season
But before the rains begin
Catalogues of heirloom seeds
Delivered just in time
Earmarked and prioritized
Farmer’s Almanac consulted
Given planting periods
Horoscopes included (but useless!)
Individual seed varieties ordered
Junk mail shredded and added to compost
K (potassium) added as potash
Lumber purchased for trellises
Mulching around transplanted seedlings
Non-Genetically Modified Organisms only
Organic fertilizers only, too 
Planting by phases of the moon
Quick-fix pesticides are anathema
(Round-Up kills everything--US, not just weeds)
Seed boxes keeping seedlings warm
Testing the soil for minerals and organics
Unleashing ladybugs and pollinators 
Vertical gardening to conserve space
Watering just enough, but not too much
Xenocide, killing unwanted weed species
Youngsters helping (or hindering)
Zoning plants to vary root depths

Details | Rhyme | |

Save Our Wetlands

My home state loses a football field, 
Of coastal land each day of the year.
I’m no cheerleader about this,
It fills my heart with fear.

I wish I had funds to donate to the cause.
Maybe if I expressed my thoughts of the situation,
It would cause others to pause.
As the pelicans swim to the beat,
 Of their inward drum,
And contribute to the state,
That many other states of the union,
Were carved from.

Way back before humans existed,
Our dear state Louisiana was merely sea floor.
If we humans that exist today,
Don’t get serious about this erosion problem,
The state where jazz was born,
Will be sea floor once more.

Our coastal industries, beautiful magnolia trees,
And the capital of the Old South,
Will no longer exist.
We won’t be able to reminisce about anything,
If our hindrance persists.

Like bacteria attacks a cell,
Our precious land is being attacked as well.
Like our educated out migrants,
Land is leaving without being replaced.
Saving this land helps us ecologically:
This includes the human race.

Please fellow residents and people who once,
Or never lived here before.
Fill Louisiana’s heart with cheer,
By contributing to this worthy cause.
If one can’t give monetarily, 
 He or she should then take a pause.
Be creative and think of other ways,
That one is able to help this wonderful state.

We would certainly appreciate anything you do,
To help us out.
I know the pain of the land will be eased,
Without a doubt.

Our state has faith in us as we have faith in it.
Let us not only be cheerleaders, but star players.
So that our precious land can stay strong,
Throughout its layers.
This erosion problem can be very costly:
Climatic changes, loss of land, animal and plant species,
And human lives are just a few.
Please help save our wetlands,
Because it is part of the old and of the new.

Wrote November 2003 almost exactly 2 years before Hurricane Katrina,
while student @ ULM and concerned about the issue, as a student and scientist the topic of 
New Orleans going under and the Mississippi River flow and creation of Louisiana  was talked 
about since  I was in elementary school in the mid '80s was a main topic of concern for the 
gubernatorial election held that year, and during that political official's term as governor, 
Hurrican Katrina hit, Louisiana politics I tell you- they simply tell people what they want to 

Details | Haiku | |

Turtle eggs

seaway blue stem~
Massive mama's 
bury their babies

Details | Haiku | |

Everlasting Everglades

Marsh sticks and pepper
in the wind, in the blown sun
mushrooming with life.

Details | Burlesque | |

The Search For Intelligent Life In the Universe

MIghty radar arrays,
Pointed at the sky,
Looking for intelligence,
Don't ask me why...

Incredibly strong telescopes,
On earth and in deep space,
Peering ever so eagerly,
To find another race....

Makes one wonder,
How many up there..
Are pointed down at us??
Apparently so far
We have not created a fuss...

I wonder from where they
are based,
On planets far or near? 
Either way I guess it
don't matter...
Because no intelligent
beings, here, there are.

Details | Haiku | |

Bug Zappers

velvety bat wings
flutter within night shadows~
Bonfires keep burning

Details | Rhyme | |

Steady As You Go

flow river flow
gently down the 
outcrop stream you go

trickling over cobblestones
and fallen branches
that's  been bestowed

mountain crest covered in snow
valleys and hilltops above and below
lies in solance as you boldly flow

puffs of white
seen in your passages sights
wonder whos lying by a fireplace tonight

ribbed tides
sea foam disguise
for it's just you and I

so flow river flow
gently down the outcrop stream you go
for where you stop know one knows

Entry For
Brian Strand's 
Flow River Flow Contest
GL All

Also Tribute To 
Great Rivers Lakes And Streams

Details | Haiku | |

' Uni-Verse...' (Haiku # 11)

   ‘ Uni-Verse ’   Haiku  # 11

        Oh, What Universe
What Grand Word, Did God Speak First
     ... Gave Beginning – Birth !

Details | Free verse | |

Untitled #298 / The cosmic ray-detector

The cosmic ray detector lies
dormant in the corner, as it has remained for half a year
but, ah, cosmic rays still penetrate the walls of our classroom,
just as the morning sun quietly filters in through the door-window,
passing unnoticed through my body at lightspeed

Details | Free verse | |

Thge Geometry of Silence

The geometry of silence
			Is like
The weather of a melancholic
Sometimes beautiful,
Sometimes foreboding,
But always needed sometimes, 

The geometry of silence turns
			And twists
And is not perfect until
		You need it to be.
		Need it to be.

After a day when silence wraps
			Itself around
Like a warm blanket
It’s almost like long-prayed-for

Not joyous, but comforting.

When left alone long enough,
Subjects begin to emerge out of the earth,

Under your feet; where you can hope 
The earthworms hold some sort of wisdom

Like the wisdom you foolishly lack.

Noisy triangles are silenced with concepts
Of the world trapped within screaming

Squares of conformity circling round the 
Scope of obscurity (infinity)—all’s lost.

If the subject had been physics—
There would be nothing left to talk about.

Details | I do not know? | |


Just as the sun sets
the moon ries
I'm pleasured with
candle lit surprises
you gave me your hand
to trust
But i don't want to rush
Baby just understand
you are you my man
Let's meet and became friends
After then we can make our own
Lose ends amends
Closer, closer, and closer
Until we are together.

Details | Haiku | |

I See Spots

northern spotted owl
could better serve species - than
dying in the wild

Tribute To 
The Spotted Owl

Details | Free verse | |

Genetic Perfection......

                Virgin birth now possible,
                           invitro fertilization....

                Science cloned embryo,
                           immaculate conception.....

Details | Epic | |

Al The Master Potter

Articulating boldness stand in the fire and heat,
the ultimate chemical reaction no one can compete.
This devine individual blows rings around the rest,
then fires them into a sensational spontaneous
and magnificent mass.
This mountain of magnitude opens the door
and look what is bestowed upon us, but the
wonder of his skillful world.

Details | Haiku | |

Finally Summer

sitting on the steps
counting flashes of fireflies
we welcome summer 

Details | Haiku | |

The Moon

a silver sliver
frowns on me from above~
cars swarm lover's lane

Details | Bio | |

The Sun

The Sun Comes Out All The Time Every
Day Every Sign The Sun Has The Most Heat
On This Planet It will Share It The Sun
Is A Flaming Ball Of Fire So Neat But
Yet To Hot To Even Touch It The Sun
Has Wonders About It you Will Never
Know Because It Is In Fact The Sun. 

Details | Free verse | |

The Nature-w

Nature is as careless as it is bountiful
The faster the death, the faster is evolution.
A female eats her own fertile eggs,
When she is hungry while laying the eggs.
Gall gnat produce eggs within its body,
When the eggs are hatched within the body
They devour their own parents
The parents die, the next generation lives.
The sea is a cup of death
And land is a stained alter stone,
We are the fortunate survivors
Living on flotsam and jetsam
Right or wrong is a human concept.
The nature cares not if we live or die
It is fixed, blind & programmed to kill


Twelfth Place win in
Contest: Only(Nature) Allowed: sponsored by P.d.

Details | Cowboy | |

' The Cowboy And Clouds ... ' (Cowboy Poem # 13)

The Cowboy In The Storm-Cloud
Thunder, Is His Horse
Rearing-Up and Neighing Loud
Aimed Lightning Crack, With Force

Cowboy In A Sun-Cloud
Chase Bad-Guys Away
Pearl-Handled, 6-Shooter, Pow, Pow, Powed !
 and Light Posse, Saved The Day

A Cowboy On A Star-Cloud
The Marshal Of A Moon
Galaxy-Badge-Vowed, to Cosmic-Crowd
 Uphold Law, Light-Years-Away at High Noon !

Details | Free verse | |

One Less Tree

Each leave bound together by the weightless measure of nature as
The stems turn every which way, intertwined, yet in such a simplistic manner.
Soon, draped in water improving their texture, the stream manages to divulge its presence.
Sun shines through the leaves complementing their transparent coating, laced to the brim.
The many flaws, creases, and imperfections etched within each leave
Intrigue like a scar that holds a permanent story, anxiously waiting to be told.
With each passing spring, incremental growth is portrayed by such vibrant colors.
Now, tree stumps embedded throughout the field of wet soil, yet they once stood tall
Until rusty scrap ran with much oil.

It seems as if we stumbled upon such an idea that some may deem worthy.
It is just one less tree, for it couldn't bring too much hurt.
As I ponder for many hours I wonder what is soon to unfold, but I just 
Can't come across this idea as bold.

Details | Name | |

Natural Cycle (Sedoka)

Storm clouds gathering
Gusting wind on the prairie
Mother Earth awaits the touch
Unbearable heat
Rejuvenating down pour
Blending earth, wind, fire and rain!

Comments:  The Sedoka is an unrhymed poem made up of two three-line 
poems called a katauta with the following syllable counts: 5/7/7, 5/7/7.  A Sedoka, 
pair of katauta as a single poem, may address the same subject from differing 
perspectives.  The katauta is an unrhymed three-line poem with the following 
syllable counts: 5/7/7.  This Sedoka is about the natural cycle of Mother Earth and 
the blistering heat during summer.

Details | Rhyme | |

TEXTING pt pt pt

All around is the soft pt pt pt of text messaging
Abriviated conversations in silent offerings
On and on in secret codes the droning fills my ears
They do not realise what it is they should all fear

Evolution lurks behind each gene and chromosome
Adaptation in nature has always filled the holes
I see the coming shades of man birthed in technologies womb
Soon even the mighty pen will see its own doom

For man's fingers won't need to grasp something so cylindrical
In fact all he'll need are thumbs to pad and wax lyrical
No need for blue tooth stuck behind your ear
Once you are birthed, a microchip goes up your rear

In fact man's ears will all but fade away
Noise vibrations will be absorbed through the thumbs one day
All of man will dwindle down into just two thumbs
To pt pt pt on a pad to converse with everyone

Our eyes will become squinty slits to better see the screens
With zoom in lenses that pop out to better see the scenes
No movie theatres, cable, sattelite or Net Flix
It all streams to the pads grown into our wrists
With a turn of the cuff and a gentle flick
Our two thumbs pt pt pt to call up a menu list

See a show, text a friend, order pizza in
Which might be a problem, cause of the state our mouths are in
Years of non use, or over use by some
Has caused it to shrivel up as a prune from a plum

Just large enough to stick out our tongues
at the very thought that once we thought we had won
But give nature a chance to over take new science
and the pt pt pt we hear all day will be mankinds silence

For the contest,  Talkin' Technology
Sponsored by Natalie Fllikkema
Placement: 5th

Details | Sonnet | |

A Lasting Star

I gaze upon the vast night sky
And I saw a star that caught my eye
I watched the star as it twinkled bright
And wondered about its ancient light

Obeying only the universal laws
Unconcerned by the effect and cause
Destruction and creation are sublime
And exist in the very same moment in time

I wondered if it had ceased to be
And only its past is to be shown to me
From a  million eons long ago
I am blessed tonight by a brilliant glow

But I know if it ever seems to be gone 
It is only evolving and ready to move on

Details | Haiku | |

Double Rainbow

The hard rain tap danced;
Quickly finishing the song,
Winds parted the clouds.

The bright setting sun
Painted a double rainbow
Conjoined by blue mist.

Its water colors
So vivid seemed tangible
Piercing through sky dust.

Amber rays mirrored
The bow in opposition
Foreshadowing night.

Yet, the very ends 
Of the arc I saw touched earth.
...felt I could find gold.

Details | Bio | |


Epochs of womanhood


With malar flushes, 
Causelessly she blushes,
In solitude, to herself she smiles,
While walking, aimlessly she tarries.
With a startled look, 
Whom does she seek?


Her blue eyes, 
Reminiscent of skies,
Her golden hair seem,
Akin to a bright solar beam, 
Her limbs tender,
Her waist slender. 
Nature bares the Truth 
Of full-blown-flower of Youth!


Her grown up face, 
Bears a thoughtful grace.
Her warm bosom,
Awaits to welcome, 
A wanted guest,
On her laps to rest, 
Restless, though happy she seems, 
As her heart broods fairy dreams.
Her speech sweeter from the lapse of years-
With a wife's love, and a mother's fears!


Rapturous youth and tranquil prime, 
Withered with a weird dream!
Her gray hair and lusterless skin,
Fading from her eyes a resplendent shine, 

Her flabby shriveled breast, 
She walks with waddling and antalgic gait.
Alas! It's dusk of her womanhood,
It's menopause! A hush in solitude!! 

Dr.Hemant Vinze

Details | Free verse | |

Speak my Season

I feel in this moment
every tremble of the Earth.
Every consequence of it’s freedom,
the quakes disaster for moving,
the waves erosion of life,
the devastation of windy captivity-
the scars of light.
I am born,
and I must again die
to be what I am supposed to be.
This carriage is not right,
I fall inside
fold into breaking froths.
I don’t want to be normal,
I want you to be me.
I want to be what’s right,
and for you all to see the pain you cause,
just by being the way
are. The ghost is not natural,
death is the reasonable.
Let me live
Let me let me go.
I just want to be myself.
Let my words breathe your sight,
don't you know the hurt of hiding?

I want to collapse in hail,
swim down mountains
and forget everything I ever knew!
I want to find the one
who will go when it's time,
and come back without reason.
because I am alive
I am not man
I am oxide continuum
and I don't want anything more
than the transitions!

Details | Free verse | |


Well defined,
Parades past 
Your defenses,
Eliminating resistance,
One by one.

Antagonistic winds,
Undeniable and severe,
Meets your superiority
With an indignation
You’ve never before
Dreamed possible.

The violent aftermath
Left you paralyzed,
Bewildered beyond
Your complicated circumstance
Where subdued awe
Regulates compliance.

Counter-clockwise equations
Developed your nightmares,
And chaos has become 
A tangible thing
As you sweat and fear.
Are you listening yet?

Details | Free verse | |


Stand above sea level, rise as earth shifts.
Watch the land bow, amidst continental drifts.
All that you surround lie in shadows below.
Here hills on active ground, climb to heaven and snow.
These massive creations, are born from plates underneath.
Pushing together, they force the earth up until the mountain has peaked.
The highest of these is mount Everest almost 9 thousand feet to the sky.
Although Ecuador's Chimborazo peak is farthest from Earth's warm inside.
Some mountains are born of volcanoes an opening from within earth's core.
From these cuts in the crust of the earth gases, and ashes spew forth.
And with them come rivers of lava, molten rock, liquid light.
It covers great distances in strides at 2000 °F.
Solidified, it is igneous rock and this can form the base.
Even from the ocean floor and now an island is made.
At the summit the weather is different there.
The air is quite thin, so ascend with great care.
It is cold and water and life may be scarce.
But the view from above is a sight worth a stare.
24% of the Earth is shaped,
and taken by mountains, and that is ok,
For human beings like you and I,
rely on the water that flows from up high.
Oh, mountain, the landscape you decorate,
is a wonder for eyes to behold.
It is hard to believe, that one such as thee,
could fall to the clock and erode.
But for now, these mountains stand proud,
and will be here to keep our perspective.
That we all have our role, that this earth has a soul,
-and I think it is best we respect it.

Details | Fibonacci | |

Paled (Fibonacci)

From a vine
Growing upon earth
Individuality owned
Upon conception of lurid pulchritude fashion
Designed scarcity subsequent to generations of procreation in essence

written with a picture of a white pumpkin in my mind.

Details | Rhyme | |


Open water now flows, Dividing the ice cap with a stream. The devastation grows, yet we ignore Earth’s scream. Mankind must fight global warming, we must unite and find a way. The results grow more alarming, with each passing day. Earth as we know it is dying, from our own foolish actions. The government first tried denying, now they hinder us with distractions. Humanity must join together and commit, Save Earth or perish on it.

Details | I do not know? | |


The first dimension gives you length,
Between 2 points so you have strength,
It sets the base upon a field,
So you can trace and start to build...
The second dimension gives us width,
Which gives an object room to drift,
Or in some cases room to grow,
Thats left or right just so you know...
The third dimension gives us space,
So we can move to any place,
With length and width and depth unbound,
This door will move you all around...
The fourth dimension gives us time,
So we can travel any line,
That actions chose by what we sought,
Are fractions broken into thought...
The fifth dimension are the choices,
Screaming like a thousand voices,
While viewing every possible decision,
On one giant screen with all  provisions...
The rest are more of information,
And everything beyond sensation,
So anything beyond the five,
Is beyond the state we call alive...

Details | Rhyme | |

Evolutions Final Mistake

What was not to be revealed
Was hidden to late
What was never to be created
Unknowing sealed this planet’s fate

Governed by the powerful
Helpless to their law
Blinded by incompetence
Feebleminded are all

The only thing certain
In our pathetic lives of shame
Is death, and the servitude
To our rulers’ absolute reign

Through centuries of manipulation
We have surrendered our birth-given minds
Dominated by those in command
Yet seem to remain politically blind

Our lives were conquered
By those who lived long before
Now we live enslaved
Following orders more and more

For people supposedly free
We have scores of laws to abide
For people of equal rights
Discrimination is so very common in our enforcers’ eye

So unforgiving we have become
As history continues to unfold
Due to our species defects
All must relinquish their souls

No longer are we able 
To select our own direction
We shall witness the destruction
Of the world, due to our idiocy, and dictation

Our appointed leaders are not to blame,
For their actions we condone
In all actuality the fault
Is that of our own

The evil known as power
May be easily undone
If humanity throughout the world
Banded together as one

If that ever happens
Then free to live our own lives we shall be
Not worrying about incarceration
Able to do anything, making us truly free

Yet that is not possible
For our species is defective
Even though we try
To be so corrective

With our creation
Came one certain fact
We will destroy this world
While each other we attack

We were built for mass destruction
That’s the only reason we are here
Nuclear war shall undo creation
The end is so very near

Details | Blank verse | |

Universe Is Like An Hourglass

Stars afar, like grains of sand.
Universe an hourglass within infinity’s hands.
Waves of time and space in a never-ending race,
Eternity unfolding ephemerally.
Universe a mirror reflecting brilliance
Of the fires of all suns resonating as one.

Ancient galaxies ending and rebirthing,
Universe a cascade of rippling sands.
Reversing of time and space, arise a new age.
Cosmic energies constantly creating compositions,
Universe an hourglass cherished by the hands of fate.
Eternally transparent are the powers the cosmos create.

Details | I do not know? | |

Mana... beyond belief

What about the body?
Life is…a
Healthier body…
heal.their body…

who's Lordes?
LordeeS ... I see

Te kowhao ... "a hole"
The night or darkness and te kow hao united and birthed the gods of nature....

whole realm
W hole real M
. of love.

Details | Rhyme | |

Late-Night Faith Crisis for a Physicist

The world has become smaller
And memories dance in the corners
Of unfamiliar places...

The bounds of what we thought we knew before
Have shifted, and recede from us
Adopting the uneasy look of forgotten,
Once-familiar faces.

Uncertainty, the rock our reason founders on,
Rides its waves of change
As what seemed the very firmament falls away

Dissolving and becoming something new.
Sometimes there's no comfort in knowing
That most of what happens, happens by chance;
Yet since this be so, then there shall never be a day

More fine than this, and every moment's a miracle
Because you were there to see it.
Reflect, when the confusion of living wears thin,

That, Whoever's playing dice with the Universe,
At least They're having a good hot night.

Details | Haiku | |

May I Have This Dance

eye of beholder
gets optical illusion of
moon and water's dance

Tribute To Beauty

Also Entry For
Raul Moreno's
Reflections Contest
Gl All

Details | Haiku | |


Butterfly enclosed
By its spinnings emerges
Once seen as a worm

Details | Couplet | |


With muse in hand
How do I make one understand

I love colors of shaded green
Does not make me nasty or mean

For it's in our lakes
And even in things that we bake

It 's canvass for our trees
Even sometimes stains on our knees

There's hues of bladed grass
Where we have all plop our ass

Even passing clouds
Looking purified and aloud

So here I'll stand and raise a toast
To the color green on money who everyone loves the most

Details | Rhyme | |

Whatever I am, I just accept

Amongst the countless grains of sand I sit and gather some in hand A moonless sky is up tonight Glittering stars with all their might The grains of sands I dare compare To the stars above to which I stare The mind assumes it comprehends Although it only makes amend Am I a figment or just a dream? Or maybe just a being supreme Do I exist and does it matter As time passes and things get darker And what is time and how do we measure A second, a minute or something bigger Can we equate our life to be? Something as simple as energy I have no answers to all there is Nor do I wish to even perceive Whatever I am, I just accept As answers remain quite inept ©Elisabeth Dubois – Dec, 2011

Details | Sonnet | |


I saw the Sun and the Moon take a stance in the universe.
And an unknown Star placed over them was put in charge.
The whole entire inhabitants scattered themselves at large.
And all the lands and seas became separated by a diverse.
The Sun Shined brightly in the west never to set in a curse.
The Moon gleamed fully bright to the east as the surcharge.
The door had been widely opened and many came by barge.
The stress was great because the world went into a reverse.
Fate and destiny was being dished out like a deck of cards.
Skies lit up and the Stars came back out like never before.
And the palm trees took up to the seas like standing guards.
And from this stemmed growth from that one opened door.
The Sun and Moon are exalted above and beyond you all,
And so is the Star in charge of those that flaw in its thrall.
® Registered: Ann Rich 2008

Details | Rhyme | |


Acid has become our rain
and oceans with mercury do we stain
dioxin lies beneath our ground
in everything toxic materials be found
E-coli is used to alter genes in food
where recombinant DNA is understood
heavy metals do the population addle
as the health industry lose continuing battle
With the law makers do the inhabitants contend
and a wealthy man can the laws amend
documented information on man's pollution
yet nobody seems to have a solution
Programs that show if man were to die
nature herself would repurify
at 300 years would be the retaking
of only a portion of what mankind is making
Desecration upon desecration upon the land
mankind destroys himself with his own hand
no amount of law can change our ways
our own nature fallen since ancient of days
Scientists who study regeneration
pursue this path with great fascination
they know that the body should heal itself
but understand not sin and it's stealth
Deserts now stand where nature did blossom
the amount of the damage is beyond awesome
ground waters filled with pesticide
about it's effects have governments lied
Asbestos and arsenic and lead just a few
adversely affect the body nothing new
tons upon tons of toxins released to our air
and only for wealth do manufacturers care
Seabirds and mammals die from plastic trash
the production of garbage for making of cash
forest and savannahs are being depleted
in soil degradation are crops being seeded
With love for our earth the concerned have their say
but the pursuers of wealth do get their way
the destroyers of earth with God will clash
but this system of things will Jesus dash
sources Gen. 6:11 Eze.9:1-6 Matt. 6:24
Luke 16:13 Revelation 11:18
reading and study of science
COPYRIGHT © 2010 C. Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC

Details | Verse | |

Circumhorizon Arc

Sunlight filtered through crystal ice in high cirrus clouds,
  Prisms warped the heavens in bending furnace grace,
Rainbow blanket curled about the canvas of the cosmos,
  At twenty thousand feet or more upon the rim of space.

Cathedral window abstract blazed a stained glass panorama,
  Once upon a wondrous dusk infused with magic eyes,
A sprawling beauty, soul of God, exposed in radiant blaze,
  A brief and rare reminder of how nature rules the skies.

Details | I do not know? | |

Amazing Octopus

Beneath the deep blue ocean waves
In coral crevices, holes and caves
Exists a creature of the deep
There upon the rocks to creep
While through the water he jet propels
With muscles that contracts and swells

This invertebrate is soft and pliant
From smallest to the biggest giant
With bulbous head and eyes with slits
It waits and watches using wits
Anticipating its prey to grasp
And then with suction caps to clasp

With no bones to keep its form
It can change and so transform
And squeeze into the smallest spaces
Into tiny fissures and thin ledge places
With eight long arms and caps in rows
If losing one a new one grows

And when afraid or to confuse
They squirt out ink a flawless ruse
Or change their color with special cells
Intent on using magic spells
Their blood is colored blue not red
They have two eyes upon their head 

Inside their gills and body parts
They have three beating, blood filled hearts
Their intelligence is far superior
To other fish, that are inferior
They have good memories, both long and short
And can learn new tricks if they’re taught

A shark it can so easily kill
By holding it so very still
With camouflage it can achieve
A form and shape that can deceive
They have an excellent sense of touch
The Devilfish its other name
An octopus, yet just the same

Details | Free verse | |

Quintessence of Quiescent

Up the polished ceiling above my bed
In my bedroom resting for a while,
A camouflaged lizard crawls his webbed feet
With dead silence in his spider tongue
Hunting a fly nearby in languorous mood
So unconscious of to-be catastrophe
Bony spine of mine chills enough
To freeze my whole body like an ice
For the certainty of yet another calamities
Befalling on my quiet turbid heart
At any moments of my present life.

My desire to rest for a while with
My frightened and horror-stricken mind
Strives to take up its clothes of fright and horror
As if torched with mother of bomb
Runs naked towards the camera lens
With my screams frozen in frame
That unknowingly and unconsciously adheres
To the severe fading wall of my bedroom.

That portrait of mine destined to hide its reality
Sinks in time warped depth of ocean
Damped with futuristic dirt and dust
Wailing a digger to reveal the quintessence of
An embryonic present matured to rare earth
Out of an ovary of pregnant futurity.

June 28, 2003

Details | Acrostic | |

A Season's Beauty

Spring brings on a pleasant change when nothing around us remains the same.

People are skirting about the more-

Running to and fro, enjoying the great outdoors;

Imaginations are beginning to fly just like the birds up in the sky.

Nature has again performed a glorious and wondrous thing---

Getting every thing:  the flowers, trees, birds, etc., ready for a new season - 

Details | Lyric | |


Used to look through child’s eyes
Used to stare at star ridden skies
Used to smile at silly sounds
Used to dream of the future’s bounds

Used to play in the thicket of my mind
Used to search for a place to hide
Used to act like story book heroes
Used to count from 100 back to zero

Used to hold my breath till my face was bright red
Used to believe all the words that everyone said
Used to want a big house and brand new car
Used to hope that I could someday set the bar

Used to use my imagination
Used to use that motivation
Now being used by my frustration
Of being used by my own generation

Used to... used to...
You know I used to...
Use it all without a thought
Used too... Used too...
We’re all being used too...
Bought and sold like an old iron pot
Used to... used to...
You know we all used to...
Dream our world would never rot
Used too... Used too...
It’s all being used too...
All our resources from bottom to top

Used to sit up all hours of the night
Used to believe that people were alright 
Used to think that we could still pull through
Used to think that everybody knew

Used to have faith in the ‘truth’
Used to see their words as proof
Used to hide these tears I’d cry
Used to hold my head up high

Used to think I had a grasp
Used to disguise myself with a plastic mask
Used to act like there was no problem
Used to hypocritically mock any and all of ‘em

Used to use their aspiration
Used to use their motivation
Now they use their investigation
To bind us to their administration

Used to... used to...
You know I used to...
Use it all without a thought
Used too... Used too...
We’re all being used too...
Bought and sold like an old iron pot
Used to... used to...
You know we all used to...
Dream our world would never rot
Used too... Used too...
It’s all being used too...
But when will this mass consumption ever stop?

Details | I do not know? | |

Mental Affair

I gaze a stalky single-helix cradle,
Squished so in seemingly hydrous blue cover,
Attracts square substantial planes in a bundle.

I embrace now feather's mass helve to ladle
Psychic portraits siphon to it in wander.
My fist fiddles as it scribbles on oodles.

Cuts of a suckling tree, soil, river fondle
Paper, pen, poet in cahoots as lovers
Rupture of a skeptic smug gnostic noodle

Details | Haiku | |

Cough It Up

deep in the valley
cumulus congestus skies
coughing up a storm

Also Entry For 
Raul Moreno's 
Inspiration In Haiku Contest

Details | Free verse | |

Where's the water going....

If you place two triangles together,
you form a square....
If you now turn it point to point,
you form a diamond...also,
north,south,east and west...
Now...if you extend a line north to west,
then west to south,and so on,
south to east,and east to north,
you now form two isosceles triangles....

Water being elastic,stretching
from gravitational or magnetic pull,
now forms an ellipse...bulging,
east to west near the equator...

Scientist say,that the water level
is the second lowest in recorded history,
and melt and ice chunks,
the size of Manhattan...fall into the Arctic,
....wouldn't you think,
that the water level would be rising ?
could this also cause intensified storms ?

Details | Haiku | |

Building Blocks

The Invisible
Framed the worlds by faithful words
For visible proof.

Dedicated to my son Caleb.

Details | Rhyme | |

The Evolutionary Machine

Evolutionary machine churns on and on
love is just a con
what we see is seems simple
to the machine just a dimple
how do we interpret how we feel
we are not even one spoke in a wheel
like ants in a nest
our instincts do not rest
why do we pursue such strange things
maybe one day we will have wings.
The machine craves randomization
Nearly granted in this big population
The machine has succeeded
The unnecessary have been weeded
Our understanding is ace
Mankind won the race

Details | I do not know? | |



sounds and waves
transfix in keys
trees refines fine lines made
faded leaving leaves fall
fragile Merc
roads leading to nowhere
fine hair
water fluidity and stupidity
stamps mad cramps
stamp to punctuality
staircase spiraling to disintegration
major appreciation
columbo toad
old crackling code
engineers and Arche
marshes shaded
coiled rope elders
Japanese electronic adventurers
advent calendar
salamander spoiled
newts playing swan dances
ponds quicken the carp
tench live in the stench
boatman wings floating
the golds so tired in the weeds
the slater skiing across the lakers
nails bitten by snails
weeds meads in the reeds
angling flight
trout catch the might
waves craves the moonlight canopy
as mosquitoes bight in apathy
the scars of horses
bight chunks of corpses
cattle grazing leaving milk so amazing
the scent of a forgotten story
the temptation and beautiful appreciation
the night howls and bears mothers tight and slow
grizzles the flesh of the backbone of a deer
the owl of the night written by tonuhalan 1/05/06

lays low and spies
the bat
supersonic frequency to hear
but so blind trying to find mice
homes in on radar
moths get entangled in webs
the flies laugh but are so surprised
because they know they are parasites
mites and ticks bloodied vampires draining the sick
and that’s it
		written by tonuhalan1/05/06/mon

Details | Free verse | |

I Do

Admist the rocky mountains
And the natural springs 
Comes a better place I remembered things

under this lamp post is where
you first asked me to take 
your hand in marriage 

I remember you down on 
one knee and the snow was 
just starting to fall 

You looked like a little lost puppy 
looking for a way to speak I
took your hand and said yes

That was over twenty years ago
And to this date we still come back
to the Springs of Colorado and say I Do

Tribute To Colorado
Rocky Mountain High

Details | ABC | |

Moon Mirror

The sun, going about her daily chores, 
glimpses a new star in the sky, 
one smaller than herself, 
yet strangely familiar.

Used to catching her image first in puddles, 
then growing larger in lakes, 
she at first only sees a stranger, 
then catches herself 

spread in the moon's reflection 
across thousands of miles of sky.
Hypnotized by the beauty 
of this strange new view of herself, 

she can't ignore it, 
sneaking looks time after time; 
she can't take her eyes off herself.
Daily, as the moon moves about in the sky, 

the sun catches tantalizing glimpses 
of herself from multiple angles. 
By then, the sun imagines herself to have 
the moon's full attention, 

claiming it as her mirror.
Like Snow White's wicked stepmother, 
the sun asks this mirror repeatedly, 
methodically, almost hypnotically, 

"Who is the fairest of them all?"
The moon answers all questions 
bringing the sun back time and again, 
puppet on a string 
seeking a definitive answer.

By day, the moon untangles 
its strings of moonlight, 
puts out its nets.

Their dialog moves sideways; 
the sun's questions, always direct, 
glance off the moon; 
the moon's answers slip around behind it 
as the sun tries to get a better look 
at what the moon might be saying.

Who was created in whose image? 
Which came first, 
the chicken, the egg, or the yolk, 
small sun caught up in the quicksilver lies 
of albumen?

Details | Dramatic Verse | |

Pump up Bloody

Pump up bloody 
When the weathers getting cold. 
Pump up bloody 
when you think your getting cold, 
pump up bloody when your tired and need to work, 
pump up bloody when your down and really hurt, 
pump up bloody when your weak and sick and worn,' 
pump up bloody when you want to feel reborn, 
pump up bloody to clear the veins from gunk, 
pump up bloody to lift when mood is sunk, 
pump up bloody to see through clearer eyes, 
pump up bloody to know that you have tried. 

Details | Free verse | |

Quantum Foam

When they turn off
the up-down and the
right-left and they
turn off the when, when
the sound-stretched things

what new places will remain?
I am so saturated with this world,
my mind made of it.
When I travel away, what 
beyond space-time bound
imagination might I find?

Details | Lyric | |

Fire Mother

Cold morning greets the weary eye clouds drape the horizon in gray
I turn around avoiding the sight I cannot stand with a dreary pale day
And then I feel it on the nape of my neck A hint of warmth kissing my skin
I turn around gazing out my window and see in the gray light the size of a pin
I try not to build on my hopes the thin ray of light might be gone in a tick
And then it happened the clouds parted way amazing ling quick

within a moment I was a washed in light blinding brilliant and glaring so bright
it was like the day had defeated the night leaving the world with breathtaking sight
The orb of energy colored the sky in outrages shadows and countless hues
the godly object painting its art from star to star the cosmos its muse

I moved with a pace to open the door I flung it open with a giddy delight
the clouds burned away by the waking of ra the life giving force of comfort and might
the rays that touched the flesh of my face washed in warmth a faint tingle
Colors above began to dissipate lose there sharpness leave then un mingle

now the sky retains the majestic color of the all welcoming blue
now nothing can stop the suns life and energy from making it through
the moments I spent outside my front door revitalized my heart filled my soul
I dare not stare into the great star the center so bright a positive hole

I stood there soaking up the nectar my skin absorbing the vital beams
Before this day I thought the world could only be this beautiful in our dreams
Iam not sure to this day how long I enjoyed it how long did I stay
I took the time to indulge in the feeling the blinding array

The golden orb that gives life a chance nourishes its children down below
refreshes my outlook changes the day shinning down for the rest to grow
to bathe in its glory heat on my skin sensations burn from my feet to my chin
summer is coming in its time the way it has always done the way its been

Shading my eyes from the fiery glare I take a last glance at the burning sphere
so filled up inside with light and warmth my lets out a rejoice full tear
Once again it will set in the sky but it doesn’t take long for it to appear
to give the life that we all so crave and to make our days a little more clear
a god to revere a star we hold dear every summer once every year it comes again
to greet us here banish the dark conquer our fear once again I will gaze and ill peer on the 
celestial being 
that owns the sky the liquid fire mother our sphere

Details | Free verse | |

What If

What if the world is but a 
and we are all just 
And why couldn’t this idea
for we are probably nothing
than a speck of
upon a creature’s
And what if it wakes up one
and decides to take a 
or blow us off into the 
to land on a lily 
If this were true then we would have
no say in the
and our world which is
so round
could easily become much
and all the things we hold so
would suddenly mean
like beauty, politics, and 
and the worth of a dollar 

Details | Light Poetry | |


The moon emerged from the lonely skies
dew-filled her lovely eyes
how she wished she could some day
sail on earth, kiss the green, if she may.
Here I was lying, on the sweet green grass
'n me the eyes of the celestial lass
The two exchanged glances of nothingness
she could n't wink at me, playfully poised the princess
her each little move, guarded by the suspicious stars
here on earth, I shook my head, I too had enough bars.
Scholastic youth!,Books the first an' last reliance
com' on friends! I stood up an' said, "I am  trully today, a man of science!"

Details | Rhyme | |

Just Wait till I'm Done

I  am going to be a mass

I will be firm, plump and round

You will see my form

I am going to be a mass

Around the galaxy I will go

Picking up volume, forming very slow

I am going to be a mass

Just wait  you may see me come

You will see me when I am done

First, I will be hot on fire

But slowly I will cool down

You will see me getting round

I am going to be a mass

All the other planets I will surpass

Just wait till I am done

In several million years to come

I am going to be a mass

A newly formed planet at last.

Details | Free verse | |


Run, run, run little animals, over sand, over rock,
everywhere, dragons fly, mantis, butterfly, ant and moth.
Beetle, grasshopper, bee and wasp,
insecta the class, to which you belong.
These are the insects, from sea to tree loft,
the most diverse and plentiful of all creatures walk.
Compound eyes can see far beyond mine,
in their ability to define fast movement and light.
An exoskeleton, in three parts divide,
offer protection as armor to a softer inside.
The head, boasts antennae, these sensitive organs,
feel vibrations, smell, and heat sources.
The thorax is next and from it, sprout legs,
some insects have wings and it's here their arranged.
The abdomen comes last, it is found in the back,
with reproductive organs and a digestive track.
What to eat? It depends, what mood are you in?
I know some feast one leaves, still others, humans.
Some insects enjoy other insects as food,
some prefer plants, almost anything will do.
There is quite a contrast in insect behavior,
at least 8 million species are uncharted in nature.
With life spans of hours to 50 years later,
they've walked 270 million years on this great earth.
And upon new arrival we'll see you as eggs,
and then you're a larva, a wormish-like stage.
-Or a maggot, or grub and then pupa comes after,
wherein your cocoon becomes your Alma mater.
And soon you progress from this metamorphosis,
fully dressed as and adult, you have developed.
And impressed are the creatures that gaze upon thee,
from colors of warning to palette’s from the trees.
We enjoy many treats your kingdom has conceived,
insects such as bees produce honey we eat.
We wear their creations like silk on our sleeve,
I do believe they recycle more than human beings.
So Blessed be these creatures all,
of big and mighty, tiny and small.
You are the most noble of finds in this life,
you make up in numbers, in heart, in pride,
in honor, in innocence, and everything inside,
for what you lack in size.

Details | Rhyme | |

Torpedo Grass

Torpedo grass is a noxious weed. To gardeners, it’s a plant they don’t need. Widespread, it almost never grows from seed. Some botanists say it hails from Asia. Others claim the plant comes from Africa. Either way, this weed made it to America. Panicum repens is its taxonomic name. One of the fastest growing weeds is its claim. The grass grows in wetlands and sand dunes rapidly. The rhizomes grow along the ground horizontally. It withstands heat and drought quite hardily. The plant can be used for forage and made into hay. However, most people don’t need it any day. I thank online encycylopedia for information I needed to write this poem.

Details | Rhyme | |


So vast expanding and diverse Is what we call our universe And who are we, in this strange realm And what is guiding at the helm Engulfed by fear of being alone Souls of origins still unknown Alienated by vacuumed space So cold, so brutal, with no escape. How wonderful it all appears On planet Earth, our eyes deceived When distant cries cannot be heard Nor sounds translated to mortal words A breath in time is our existence Although we need significance Guidance we seek through dying eyes Short of answers and lots of lies

Details | Free verse | |

Quiz Clue # 2

It's nowhere, and everywhere.
It exists, yet it doesn't.

Details | Free verse | |

match my nature

the lovely leaves of spring call to you so sing
the wave of summer heat puts you under me
the fall of leaves and seeds brings about new trees
the winter of bliss or blizzard still sends you out for a chill
you bring me together just like the weather soft of touch
yet light as a feather now a breeze will blow as well
cause a light to grow a fire still to see 
if you match my nature if being burned by a sun
the right flight to see it undone a float and trick
your own be done the glasses we drop for your eyes to pop
the sunlight travels thru nature to left as such it
can burn right too if and when you light a match
this is fire too a hunters scope can work this out
a field of magnifiying pods set at levels of height
can burn down so much yet blow these up too
but will it be a buckle or shoe no this aint no hot
cinderlla story ture but what happens as fire turns 
to blue a search for water the block to shock
a electrical fire burns as well travels blue even 
thru lakes the storms and fires both roam
were be the safety the be when water is no escape
the reality to learn one way or another you also
may burn cause as fast as you are its faster still
when fire of rocks known as lava still you self
and be quick or the next match be you my stick
to all the world how do you feel of hotstuff still
go fast as a light the fight is won now the power 
of the sun yours be undone or well ? hell

Details | Imagism | |

' Whence Day Touches Night ... ' ( Metaphysical Poem # 5 )

‘ Whence  Day  Touches  Night … ’ ( Metaphysical Poem  # 5 ) 

Does Not Day … Touch Night
At One Instance of Time ? …
When Setting Sun … On The Horizon
Draped in Robust Pinks and Orange-Golden Capes
of Flowing Attire … Gently Retires
from Stage … and Engage, One, Last, Glowing Smile …
which Close 'Act One' and Cause … Applause
from Rows, Upon Rows
of Verdant Mounds, and then Bows
Half-to-Sacred-Ground … Half-to-Sanctioned-Crowds

… So, The Day Withdraws, with what We Saw
in Theatrical-Display … Threw One Last, Soft-Kissed-Sunray
in a Humble Gesture … of Divesture …

… and then God Be Praised! … Day doth’ Raised
It’s Fingers of Fire … to Admire the Purple Haze
And Indigo Hues … like Oncoming,  Enveloping, Opaque Pews …
a Prelude to Darkened Glory … as Black as a Pitch Curtain – Oratory 
and Us … as Observatory – Standing-Ovations
Spectators, to this Tapestry of Mastery

… Relieved Only by Moon-Cast-Light
and Thespian Star-Rings Bright …
Upstaging  The Day, and All It’s Props For Height
 Which had Performed With All It’s Might …

So, that We Remember … in Our Low-Sky-Sight
Whence One Instance of Time … Day Touched Night …

Details | Light Poetry | |

Modern Moon Miss ...

A Mellow, Intoxicant – Moon-Shine
Out of This World – But Orbit’s in Line
Controls The Lunacy- Longing, Just Fine
Heard Howls At The Moon? … It Was Mine…

Not a Lunatic – But Lipse’ – Scientific … Sometime
Like a Space-Kitten, Who just wants to Climb
And Prowl 9 (?) Milky Way Planets, in One Lifetime… Not Nine
And Purr in Milky Moonlight… On My Spine

My Soul is all Aglow… You’re in My sight
And Even, My DarkSide… is Searching Mister… Right ?
I’m and Emotive, Aspiring, Silhouette-Shone, Light
Full … of Faith, Formulas and Moon Flint-Rocks, Bright

So, I’m Not Crazy… But I, Phase… A- R o u n d –  Sense 
… at Least, to Your Grounded, Male-Ego Logistics
yet, I’m Glad, You Still Try To Reach The Moon…
… but Maybe, I’ll Beam “You” Up Scotty !… Soon

… So, Brace Yourself… I Can Bring The Bravado
Pace Yourself… We, Got A Long Way To Grow
Race Yourself… Flash Your Flag… Fly and Follow
Raise Your Rocketship-Ride…    Ready … Set … Go !

… ‘Cause Modern Moon Miss… Miss Ya’… You Know…

Details | I do not know? | |


Behold the pulchritude overhead exalts to about a spread. 

It is o full swift which greatly outstrips thunder and gale added, 

Yet ocular to sigh from more than a score of hillocks afar. 

It is yet not as harefooted as my head can proceed thinking, 

Wending in raining sands anyway in the world; I am, warping. 

Eclipsing, rising flowering is stalking to a lightning hark. 

Fit ratherish hebetates the wit seeing the fleeting on-dit. 

Wights excitedly get unaware and err without a merit. 

Thunderstorm is a marvel, a thrill, and opposite to a pit. 

To expand the concept in top glass, I can only compound it 

To a bit, as Oak's nether jut loud rackets; I lief bracket it 

To daunted lit fibrils in an electric, animated chit. 

Grandiosity and haste of german "Blitz" allure me pretty, 

Puffing sinew of great intensity as exit gratefully. 

No wonder Homer, a sage, enkindled Zeus with it slatefully. 

Withal, Gandalf scragged up a demon by a bolt, hit it fatefully. 

I fumble in night to kiss spits heard in my inner olio. 

To fancy, a mountain of clouds on the stratosphere sits and flows. 

Ergo, zenith and nadir fascinate each other, pitch and tow. 

Lightning is jars of macedoines of grits afloat as dominoes. 

A scad of millesimals in a galaxy: shrunk, shot, and blows. 

Such dragons breathe snows wee of infinitesimal ratio, 

So snows sock the gullible cherub in me so as hue arrows. 

A bolt o real as it speeds, is so so vivid; No nod, it glows. 

A man tranquil in a head, able or wicked, it's good to know, 

Mental heaven to if it is full facile to trow; Thor follows.

Details | I do not know? | |

Realizing Reality

Feature the nature a darkness
And us like blind wights yet flawless;
We go about in normal ways.
Things are akin magnetic sways;
Atoms, quarks are real blank, shapeless.
Invisible shield, things pieces,
Brightened? turned hovering arrays.
You seat and lean as if in space;
Also, your body only is
Occulted from optic notice.
Back, you bore on easily my
Core to fathom this dreamy try
In gloom which frights the brightness.
Black paint on things sires a likeness.
If light drifts random your climate,
And eyes not shy- wide radiate;
Thus, you perceive, as you conceive this,
Colored things- sole light and forces.

Details | Free verse | |


From here to the edge of everything,
From there back to an unknowable beginning,
All things are in intimate contact.
No island isolate,
Though the sea be infinite.

Superimposed, we ride the light
Stretching through the gulfs all around
We touch and move one another
Caught up in the swarming particle dance.
Self extends to other Selves
Aloneness made illusion in the end.

The lines of lives and loves entwine,
Reshaping the past, rebirthing the future.
We pass through one another
Coming out of nowhere
Going towards nowhere
Yet always together in a strange Everpresent
Drawn into one another's wakes,
Themselves a part of the floor of fields that makes the Now
In all directions,
Sometimes, by design of chance,
Two living forces will entangle;
Once done, they live the Unity,
And they are One, even if the whole breadth of the Universe
Should come to stand between.

When entanglement is welcomed,
Isn't that what love is?
When the sum exceeds its parts,
Isn't that what love is?
When two are born to share time,
To shape it to the perfection of their balance,
Isn't that what love is?
When one can't tell where one leaves off
And another begins,
And both find that the way things were meant to be,
Isn't that what love is?

     And if it is,
     Then perhaps, some moment in some eternity,
     When all the forces have entangled properly,
     Love will be everything, everywhere
     And the Ineffable that has patiently waited for this
     Will smile itself to sleep
     To begin a new and brighter dream.

Details | Sonnet | |


papered dipstick of today's measure
will words be too acidic or too base
budding our tongues to sour or pleasure
a tinge of breath exhaled paper chase

our empathy in hues of blues, our anger
bright crimson of hot-blooded emotion
hypothalamic firings line up with danger
counterbalancing truer feelings of devotion

emotions of one or all together as a whole
governed by what lies deep in our brains
unable for our free will to take control
so logically, we're helpless to abstain

both in-the-pink and pie-in-the-blue-skies
measure of our civility, as always, applies

© Goode Guy 2011-11-04

Details | Free verse | |

Sincerely Yours,

Dear friend ,

The world means nothing.
Its set in flames.
Even worse we roam with cold hearts trying to look the part,
in this guilded age.

This is something I wish not to be a part of.
I no longer want to be another soul endlessly making
contact with sole and pavement.
I'm striving for abatement. 

For meaning I've always looked at dictionaries.
For significance we've always looked at actions.
So please do take another look and see what this letter is for.

Our education is supposed to be priceless, yet we can't afford it.
Our outlook on life is supposed to be uplifting , yet our vision is always distorted.
Our struggle is supposed to be significant , than why is it our stories won't be recorded?

Does this not trouble you my friend?
We complain about being second rate citizens yet there are those who don't live
but attempt to survive in their homes that are assigned in third world countries since before birth.

Where is the justice if the hearts are starting to turn into just ice?
Wheres the justice if a benevolent man was robbed of their life?
Where's the justice in this non-sense?
I can't see it . All I see is us bracing for a cruel consequence.

Pardon me if I trouble you with the questions you can't answer.

But i've outweighed the pros and the cons of this situation.
I no longer wish to to be just another number in this logorithm of lies. 
I no longer wish to be a variable with no value of his own.
I wish to become the variable that comprehends the absolute value of sincerity.

Real love is that which shows no fear.
Unfortunately I am a coward.
I no longer can love a world that is platinum plated and wishes not to remember
the warmth of a child's smile.

Even the stars wish not to roam on the skies of the falsely lit nights.
Even the moon moans because of how far from her we've drifted.
Even the willos weep when we no longer wish to see them stand and instead
choose them to stand on.

I've outweighed the courage and the fear.
But what I found frightened me further.
What weighed us down the most was indifference.

With that discovery I knew what I had to do.
I must leave and find somewhere where gravity is no longer so heavy.

I know I can't outweigh death for it's a burden that falls on the shoulders of everyone.
I'm truly sorry that i'm a selfish coward 
For I have chosen the coward's end.

I wish you goodluck my friend,

Sincerely yours,

The shadow of men

Details | Senryu | |


There are five of them
Summer, winter, spring, fall and
The blessing season.

Details | Rhyme | |


Precious the creation of each blade of grass
with wanton destruction how long can they last
like showers carried on the cycles of wind
knowledge is traded for gold in the end
every molecule that exists is part of the whole
without his consciousness mans without soul
the threads of life display unequaled beauty
to protect and preserve is more than a duty
Guardians entrusted with care of the earth
a failure of many to see what thats worth
the voice of our actions how we are living
that is the testimony whose service we're giving
Twas Love that gave our fathers birth
that wove the filaments of our earth
who laid the circuits of our skies
with knowledge made his children wise
With careful thought designed where we would live
the precious abode that to your children give
nearly infinite the habitations given to explore
a desire within for learning so very much more
Flowers so deep in the desert blooms
small decorations in so numerous rooms
opulently have you adorned our planet
many are those who think you have not planned it
With fire and ice welded the universe
the circuits of cosmos which around us skirts
mankind has named them like their gods
false stories that each millenia frauds
each pattern contains the steps of a dance
to intricate to have arrived merely by chance
attempt we to trace the flash of beginning
seems no amount of knowledge can prevent it from ending
offered you have days of pleasure endless
infinite life and resurrection of those we miss
the very creation and its distribution of wealth
bountiful resources and with perfect health
how could I not before your promise kneel
when you have offered our beings to heal
where imperfection is turned into grace
and all of our offenses you will efface
before your people I will you extol
the first and the last who gives us control
I rest my soul in the course you have set
because my happiness you will never forget 
sources psalm , prophets and the gospels

COPYRIGHT © 2011 C Michael Miller

Details | Haiku | |

stormy night

rain beats out a song
drumming on a hot tin roof~
frogs croak with delight

Details | Acrostic | |

Secular Moon

Secrecy of the brilliance upon the night so broad,
Everyone looks though each does not see your secret.
Circular reflection splendidly gifted from God.
Universe surrounding where you bravely sit.
Looking at the different shapes, you display.
Amazes those who truly see beyond simplicity,
Realms of possibilities you appear hidden in day.

Moonlight spreads upon the all in infinity.
Only those who choose to look deeply will see.
Only those with imagination will be guided by thee.
Now that your name has been ordained, you are free.

Details | I do not know? | |

Too late

Too late ?
I cant relate to these people from the day of my birth.
These ones who rape and pillage the Earth.
I pursuit of the great profit that reigns all supreme.
At the expense of all that’s beautiful and green
But soon the cost will be felt 
As the ice continues to melt
When the water starts to come through the floor
That’s not all just wait there’s more!
Cyclones floods droughts so grand
Still we keep our head in the sand

Though the time will come when we have no choice 
But to speak out in one loud voice
We only have one foot through the gate
ACT NOW its not to late
To change our selfish, unwise way
And make those most responsible pay 
For the Earth is the only home we know 
When it’s ruined where will we go ?
Though I fear things will stay the same
There is to much money in this game

Now sorry to end on a negative note 
But I hope you can swim 
          And your house float

Details | I do not know? | |

Playing Catchup

Tide slurps wet kisses on weed slimed stone jetties
The wind slaps sandy fine grit into salt dried eyelids

And the sun shines on

Gulls scream challenge as clams dig spurtingly deeper
Shells roll and tumble wave dancing on flowing sand

And the sun shines on

A white line jet outruns its trailing breakdown
As a crab scuttles sideways into sheltered shade

And the sun shines on

And the waves have no end
Echoes of moon tugs on wind oceans 
Racing to catch and match 
The spin of gravitational fire

Details | Epic | |


There are so many things that I'd like to know
but the questions i ask are answered so slow

Like reality!

All time and space why is it so?
Why do we think and why do we know?
Why do we live?To reap what we sow?
And when we die where do we go?

What is this life and what is it for?
Why do we live and why do we war?
And for all that we see is there something more
That lies beyond sight that we need to explore?

Details | Quatrain | |

four plex permute

about 25k of DNA
that's all we got
for expressions to say
but more than a lot

adenine and cytosine, 
long to interlace,
guanine and thymine
to make a living base

all stewed in nucleotides
helixed turns so linked
is what makes life's ride
to all organisms distinct

finned salmon fishes
grizzlies and finches
appointed life's wishes
for nature, it's a cinch

too, flies and butterflies
anaconda's and darter snails
life's supplies in disguise
diversity of crittered tales

it's puzzling to piece
just how life can do it
with near-infinite increase
of its proteined tool kit

switched on proteins
morph winged extremities
to myriad of in-betweens
and other of life's remedies

go for it, life says
make a smash, make a mistake
live it to the hilt
all ways alive, for life's sake

© Goode Guy 2011-12-22

Details | Free verse | |

One: Glory

Wounded on my knees, I pray let the spirits guide my way let the light shine on the path let the true story, be told as that let me be your equal, to vanquish the evil that invades our holy cosmic plane sometimes I feel I do all in vain Enlil, show me who you are I wear your symbol close to my heart I believe intentions, are kept as pure for I live with, but never in fear fear for the lost, and for the dying I'm not all good, but at least I'm trying to walk as a vessel, into the night and in your honor, I'll hone my foresight For insight, is not always inward mind muscle strong, but just a beginner's always will I follow my heart I stand tall and firm, and I shall not hinder they once called me father nature because their eyes could see my art of creation.

Details | Rhyme | |

Solar purpose

You fall behind the maple so umber
Soon to close and slumber 
Broadcasted light mesmerized 
Like a painted picture accessorized 

Shine your twilight still 
This earthly chamber you fill 
Your task is done for today 
Tomorrow you shall begin another day 

So timeless and taken for granted 
The way you radiate it’s so enchanted 
I fear without you our existence would be bleak 
Upon a wondrous sunset streak
Red-orange kiss across a sky 
to reminisce, and sigh 
Lightly dusted with a violet trim
Slightly caressed pink brim
Distant parting birds vanish in the winds
gently pushed into natures crosswinds  
Pastel painted from the heavens above 
Sheer wonderment to the eye on a powdered blue sky

Our human chronicles measured by the gnomon
By our sides since the history of this phenomenon 
Reflected, deflected and shimmering with balance 
the sunlight behind the valance 



Details | Narrative | |

Global disaster

Edwin Hubbel wrote in 1925 "....the principal of the uniformity of nature thus 
seems to rule undisturbed in this region of space......"

          But , I take exception to that statement , because of mankinds un-natural 
tendencies to disregard the natural order which in kind ( or un-kind ! ) nature 
play's along rudely to our cruel misconduct , since it took millions of years to 
establish a non-toxic atmosphere ( to land mammals ) that we have taken for 
granted and have inconvenietly disrupted in a manner of just hundrends of years .
           Just the double negative effect alone should be a warning to how we 
should approach our future , these being , excess carbon emissions and 
deforestation . The positive and negative relationship is two-fold here in a short 
explanation , our tree's absorb carbon and emit oxygen , less trees , more 
carbon , and we accelerate a negative process . If you take for example , our own 
biological systems as humans , we need oxygen to breathe to live , the positive , 
but the negative is that oxygen attributes to decomposition , which could 
accelerate the ageing process of the body , which is why proper nutrition is 
important , especially foods rich or drinks rich in anti-oxidants .
            In short , I believe it becomes very important to be aware of the natural 
order of our relationship to our overall system without our exploitive behaviors 
which only encourage a consumerism attitude .

Details | Free verse | |

quiz no.4

now Shar is getting hot...she's on the verge....

Details | I do not know? | |

The Comet

The comet streaks
Across a moonlit sky
Through the cumulus clouds
It catches your eye

Unsure of where it's been
Unsure of where it will go
It's only caught in a fleeting moment
As the clouds let loose their snow

Anything can happen
On a moonlit winter night
The power of nature's majesty
Can make everything feel all right

Details | Free verse | |

natural order , existence

concept , cultural evolution , how superficial
buy into that program , how artificial
continued phasing , hazing of fad's
glamour , luxury , vain world gone mad

failing to recognize , natural order's persistence
willing to trade , then terminate existence

let us not forget , natural force's methodology
as we progress with convenience of technology

the natural order of existence , will remain rooted
any and all resistence , eventually booted

as we stand , doe eyed in headlight's , transfixed
let us not forget , we're an essential to the matrix.......

Details | Free verse | |

Quiz Clue #3

If you are thoughtful
And observent too,
You will realize
I've given you more clue
Then the number 2

Details | Free verse | |

to Shar

my poor dear,
I'm so sorry to drive you crazy
I will give you the answer tonight
and then announce it openly tomorrow
God Bless You, you are persistent

Details | Free verse | |

Chaos ( This new science is a science of poetry )

Chaos  ( This new science is a science of poetry )
A straight line spirals all things formed spirally around patterns of creations universal
principal painted pallet of spirals Perception presents a limited solid the object
individualized by imprints of the total is spiraled Chaos individualized perfection total
chaos universal order chaos balance of discord and rhythm never once repeating the
synergetic pattern


Chaos law creating and creation chaotic order The point at which awareness enters pivots
at the onset of turbulence awareness turbulence touch of mind the finger of God the
movement moment point of issue and center in a spiral The pattern repeated  galactic shape
spins spirals DNA to fractal forms in a spiral all a product to produce of individual and
individualized perfection !!

Details | Prose Poetry | |

The Global Warming Goblins


 The Global Warming Goblins 
 were gruesome 
sneaky creatures
and there are movies 
featured with these 
they 'd often spread
gruesome tales 
just to scare
they didn't care
like tales of dying whales...
and dying polar bears...
They'd pretend
to like nature .
They'd pretend 
to like humans
Yet, the gruesome
sneaky goblins
blamed them for the strife
they set out to hurt humans 
for the rest of their life.

Crunch! Gobble! Crunch!

"The earth will melt-they'd shout!"
And many more lies spread about!

"The earth will burn!"
"The  earth won't turn!"      

      Lies, Lies, Lies !

" Serve us or lose your  head!"
"For if you don't, you will dread.!"

 Crunch! Gobble ! Crunch!   

Copyright  McCuen  2008

Details | I do not know? | |


stardust we are , stardust we were
to be sure-to be pure, to see eagles in flight
as her landing brings forth the sure cape of the night

to see waves roll ashore with an essence so pure
blades of grass sway in breeze- random flowing with ease
what great warmth brings the light while providing our sight
to her bright shivering core-landing-vibrating strife

what great beauty who lurks beneath wrongs we percieve
while we turn our blind eyes from creation so free
what to be? what to be? we must focus to see
what to see? what to see!
all is free-all will be

Details | Free verse | |

Untitled #109 / Ripples in the clear midnight pond

It is the tendency of all things in nature
to remain, undisturbed, one mind.
Oh unnatural humans!
Why must they cause ripples
in the clear midnight pond
distorting the moon’s face?

Details | Didactic | |

Acts of God

Neither Mother Nature nor Father Time
Has ever railed any accusation
Against God with reason or with its rhyme
For earth’s travails, there’s no gratulation
In deeds of the gods evil to the hilt
Who bring such slanders; yet, they hold the guilt

With the prince of the power of the air
Who comes to kill, deprive and raze; the theif
Of the kings and rulers everywhere,
Orchestrating casualties and grief,
Thrusting in his sickle and clutching the snath
In anger and hatred reaps earth in wrath,

For he was cut down; falling to the ground
He drew the third of the stars of Heaven
With him, and his pomp; his viols did sound
Within his chaos until day seven
When God had made good that void with form and
On the day before gave man its command.

Thus, rage of the serpent was so subtle
To steal the crown to be god of this world,
But his time’s cut short since God’s rebuttal;
So he takes out his vengence, and it’s hurled
At those who have no law and make no pledge,
At overcomers gaurded with a hedge;

The winds, earthquakes and fires pass by with force,
But God only good, is without the blame
When Father tells Mother to take this course;
Since the gods follow evil to the flame,
The earth is in sorrows to be redeemed,
And God is the One most often blasphemed.

Details | Etheree | |

Sun Etheree

Way up there
Almost a dot
Far above my head
Bright and flaring hot
Bigger than the world twice
Farther than your grandma's house
Circling and spinning, orbiting,
A massive ball of white hot blue flame,
Who knows, it may be out, and we just don't know.

Details | Rhyme | |

Woodland Paradise

Let's walk beneath the oak trees, 
lie on the mossy ground.
The woods are where I love to be.
God's secret place that we have found.

It's nice to hear the scurrying
of the creature's busy day.
If you listen to the woods you'll find
they have oh so much to say.

The crunching of the dead leaves...
The trickling of the stream...
The calling of each animal...
This is the place of all my dreams.

I'd love to build a cabin
in this woodland paradise.
We could enjoy the simple things.
Oh, that would be so nice! 

Details | I do not know? | |


Staring at the starry sky
Unobscured by a cloudy night
Wondering why
Are there so many lights

Only one earth
To millions of stars
Will someday there be a rebirth
To planets like mars

Giving them water
Life producing land
With many borders
That contain earth's sand

Will they be inhabitable
By humans and beast
Will they produce food palatable
For all to eat

Details | Rhyme | |

With All That May Ever Be

Movement of matter, with time find name, 
However it may be there must also be flame; 

Casting out matter becoming planets in tow, 
To circle the flame in an orderly flow; 

Time there will be for that flame to give light, 
Behold there now, both day and the night; 

Movement of matter with time let there grow, 
That which will learn and also know; 

And there with all that may ever be, 
There came forth you and also me;

Details | I do not know? | |


The parched earth 
Cannot quench thirst
Heaven pours into it, ’spirit’
In the appeased soil,
The seeds sprout!

Details | I do not know? | |


Centuries wade
Waves cascade
Rippling remorse
Runs it course
Weathering force
Distant source
Beneath the surface
Cleansing extinct
Purities obsolete
Blood allege
Evolved allergy
Seventy percent
Of existence
Lies in waste
Rust filled taste
Chemical imbalance
Toxic rain
Can’t complain
Better to remain
Corrosive cold
Wetted earth
Dying of thirst
Poison dew stain
Evidence on the pane
We’ve not long to stay

Details | I do not know? | |

Poem #14

Philosophers speak mightily,
Assuming deeply 
That there is some intricate meaning.
Psychologists insist its 
Just survival of the fittest.
But for whom does nature insist 
That humans go on anyway? 
For the stars, for the blackness?

I propose that nature persists 
In the same way 
A shooting star does,
For no greater reason 
Than to just to keep going, 
We exist for the sake of inertia, 
And motion ends. 
Just as well, 
That’s something too. 

Details | Free verse | |

Unifying Theories of Light ( slight re-write)

Unifying Theories of Light

A waveform particle
Photon phantoms of packets
Oceanic cosmos dusts the material
Separates its contact
By the touch
Of the physical

Human sight by synaptic
Records sunrisen hue 
Of tints painted brush strokes
Each brilliant parcel
In spectrum arches
Carries its message
Of choreographed stars

The gossamer veils of mirrors
Shine conduit
Sprinkle fireflies of chaotic 
Fractal scenic
Feeding the living
Traverses faster and faster
Blinking awakenings

And associated by love
Transforms appreciations moment
To glory
Flaming banters to star burst
Of darkness
In Universal centres
Lights ricochet of absorption
Reflects outlined form
In an Aura of dancing frequencies
The iconography
In Eternity

Edges defined by glittering
The swirls and eddies
Of straight line caught rainbows
All washes through the seen
The constant
Torch light of awareness
In a never ending moment
Of proclamation

This finite and infinite sea
Forms open Albedo
Defining its cache
In every individuality
Of every thought
And every conceptions colour artistic 

Blade of grass
Petal rain fall
Impenetrable diamond
Refracted forests
Of dancing shadows
Of solar passions

The closest tactile
Of life



Details | Rhyme | |

While I sit with flowers around me

While I sit with flowers around me,
I see many butterflies and a bee
They remind me of summer days
When I sit on the beach and agaze
Gaze, agaze and think what makes our earth
Then I realized that was not the question, but what it is worth
It is worth o so much, yet why do we pollute it
And for how much we need the earth, it is not worth it

Details | Free verse | |

Untitled #141 / The second string is cut

The moment the second string is cut
and the cog flies through space
until it settles on the bottom
and the third string reveals itself!

Details | ABC | |

Now That's Relativity

Astronomers behold celestial delights,
Endlessly finding glorious heavenly insights.
Joyfully keep learning more nature's obscurities.
Previously quite routinely seen things usually viewed with x-rays,
Yet zoomed in using Hubble Space Telescope technology teaches us amazing relativity.

Details | I do not know? | |

Another Clue for You, on No. 9

Still no winners.  New clue; "It is hard"
Special bonus clue; "It sounds like something unpleasant."

Go gett'um, gang!!!    Tom

Details | Rhyme | |


Here where the World is quiet
There where all trouble seems
Dead Winds and spent Waves
Riot in time dreams of dreams
I watch the green Field growing for
Keeping dirt fresh and sowing
Harvest Season and mowing 
A sleeply Nature of tears and laughter 
A Poet writes that word of intelligent  
May come Naturely
I am reading books of Days experience
Desires and dreams
And powers and everything       
Only art here live has Nature for neighbor
And far from Poetry or best wan Waves
And rain labor Winds strong Ships
And spirits steer
They drive a drift and whither wot
Not who make thither
Nature sweet hither 
Pale without Name or number
In fruitless Fields of corn
All Night till Good light is born

Details | Name | |


Incessantly distinguish applause readiness
Estimate necessitous showing entertainment
A Champion over there I ask where
Society authority mistress speechlike
Fascinates popular quality I poem announce
Action preservatives colonies corianderly
Obtained emblematie of abundance flowers
Used ceremony inedible trumpet bachelor
Manipulation embematic gladiolus drawed
Attention elastic related Poet structure
Finish forever and a Day by a Champion I am 
Progress amen strong impress and wised
Response instance representation vowels
Comparielongate current thy Air sense
Beautiful scenery may we Poets Have a toast at eve 
Inspring a song drill agricultural practice made famous
Stream exercise general design post up horizontal 
Frame Peachy Write my first and last thought
Picture this moment with honestness
I am poeticly here I won.

Details | I do not know? | |


                                 We all are under its control. We have no way around the thing 
we call time. There is nothing that can escape the "cage" that is time. We all 
must have a time keeper. We all must know and we all must revolve our lives 
around it. Nothing not even God has the ability to travel through time. That is what 
shows that we all must conform to the way time has set its course. We all need 
to live the way time is allowing us to.

Details | Free verse | |


Our universe touches our five senses.
Visions of the darkness as a fire blazes,
Our suns flare like a whispering wind
Venus sending calls in mysterious flavor.
Contact with Mars brings life’s substance.
Earth entices the universe filled with tears.
Mother Moon our overseer of natural reason.
Five elements hold focal point together still.

Details | Free verse | |

what's at stake anyway ??

Global warming ,
political and scientific debate's 
Big buisness being 
the biggest contributers and...
the detractor's of truth....

But...i have another question........
is it possible , at one time ,
the earth and the sun were 
at it's greatest distance apart
hence , the Ice Age........

Do you think it's now possible ,
the earth and sun are now
coming closer to eachother ??

when we consider " time " as we know it ,
universal time isn't exactly the same.....

Who within' our lifetime or...
generation's past , have had the knowledge
or even the patience to track all this anyway ??

Sure hope we did'nt burn information at the STAKE !!

Details | I do not know? | |

Luna Eclispe

Day is my time
That is when I shine
Night is not my glory
When its dark that is not my story

But this night was different
On this night awe struck and reverend
The moon was full and nearly touching earth
Shining on the turf

Slowly crept the earth
Blocking the sun's worth
Slowly your full glory
Drew me into your story

I saw God in you
How his design was beyond words
No way to express
Those few moments seeing God

Details | I do not know? | |


through closed curtains
shot a path of light
a shape so straight and strong
coming from the sun
it didn't take long

in and through the room
it chased away gloom
and stopped on my closet door
it brightened a space
where colors take place

floating in the beam
where tiny little things
that without the beam
are never seen

dust and lent
quite possibly and entire planet
who knows how Gods
time is spent

Details | Haiku | |


Bloom Sunflower Bloom
twist and turn your lovely face
Find Sun's warm embrace.

Details | Rhyme | |

Many Lights

There are many kinds of light in the world,
But my light outshines every one.
Even the full moon among the stars
Can only reflect me; I am the sun.

Details | Dramatic monologue | |

Stolen Seconds

Secreted burst of time so short
One would wonder, was it naught?

Gamma Ray Bursts so mysterious
not long ago,
Now understood, what next shall we

Looping tendrils of coronic waves
Not the usual solar way the sun behaves

Neutrinos, neutrinos....
Do you add up?
Or is your existence,
A useless empty cup?

Or are you like the ocean;
A hydrogen hydroxide molecule
of no significent importance
Till nature, through happenstance,
Collects seventy trillion quadrillion
such molecules, powered to 10x10x10

And power and beauty unimagined
Come forth in their needed yen
So much to learn, we must,
As we are barely above cosmic dust.

Details | Free verse | |

Watching the Hubble Repairs

Suspended     Womblike
Pearly cloud and sapphire blue of sea
Turn day to night     night to day
In endless succession
Beneath the tiny being floating in the Nothing
At work on an instrument to help his kind
See deeper through the endless void
They all sail through together     Birth to Death
The black ocean of stars and worlds
Adrift in icy silence.

Eternity beckons just over your shoulder
But don't look - the vastness will kill your mind -
Concentrate on repairing that mechanical eye,
For steel and glass can't be affected so.
Focus on the huge and tenuous beauty of Home
Rolling beneath you as you hang in frozen fall
And marvel how - even this close - she gives no sign
Of the struggles seething below
Of the constant flashing on and off
Of all her teaming life
Of the untold eyes of untold creatures
Now watching their world roll by
On tiny glowing boxes
Given and Angel's view
Through eyes of steel and glass.

Details | Free verse | |


Science is such bad faith.

Are we to believe that the cosmos, the earth, our very bodies
	Consist of particles as insentient and cold as the glacial mass of Jupiter?
That ordinary thoughts and strokes of genius emerge equally
	From random firings of neural synapses?
That the origins of noble ideals, or loyalty, or commitment
	Reside in arbitrary molecular motions?
That friendship, love, or hate appear ex nihilo, the products
	Of unfeeling chains of subatomic collusions?

Science is such bad faith.

The seemingly senseless swirlings of unseen particles are but
	Corporeal manifestations of a higher calling,
Material resonances of the spirit,
	Soul of the cosmos, the earth, the body.
Does not a glance between lovers set in motion
	The symphony of a trillion trillion molecules?
Does not the seeing of the pulchritudinous palette of a sunset
	Ignite synchronous activities in remote regions of the brain?
Do not joy, sadness, or pleasure govern a host
	Of chemical permutations?

Science is such bad faith.

Who knows?
Perhaps molecules are communities of beings wrapped
	In passionate embrace.
Perhaps even electrons sing and weep
	And make love.

Details | I do not know? | |


Injected eyes,
Poached-egg lids,
Rosy cheeks,
While walking he reels.

Speech irrelevant,
Belly corpulent,
Handshake hot,
Language rot,

These will be the wages of sin,
For those who live on whisky and gin.

Details | Rhyme | |

The Eclipse

A full moon is out tonight

Lighting up  the sky in the night

An eclipse is what I am about to see

In the northern hemisphere is where I be

This will not come again till two thousand ten

Before it will appear again

So I am about to witness this sight

On this  beautiful clear wintry night.

Details | Free verse | |

Space is not really empty.....

We can have a conceptual subject
without an actual object,but,
can we understand substance
from the subject without an object ?

Can there be a defined intangible existence ?

Instead of viewing substance as matter or anti-matter
which has become our version of order and chaos,
what really appears is the manifested and unmanifested,
beginning first as thought,then sound.....
we view the material world as objects that fill space,
with empty space now surrounding the object....
really,what we have is space lacking structure and form,
awaiting manifestation....the gestation of thought.....

Energy in motion.....or E-motion,is the byproduct of thought,
capacitors of energy as befitting a manifold,
we consume energy....combust energy....exhaust energy,

Attitude is the exhaustion of our thoughts...positive or negative....

Details | Rhyme | |

The Robin's Egg

Today I found a jewel
Lost amongst the grasses.

A Faberge of nature
Fit for all the masses.

An object of adornment,
Its treasure now concealed;

Never to know its purpose
Or have purpose revealed.

Details | I do not know? | |

Unifying Theories of Love

Unifying Theories of Love

In the face of savage law
And brutal nature
The needs of survival can only be tempered
With love

This is the triumph of awareness

Undivided in this emotion
Of unity

We are redeemed by the edicts 
Of love
Brings us all then
To this single banner
Its peace a proposal
Wedded to the Earth

The manifold examples
Distinguished such universal
Of understanding
Engenders forgiveness
To the eternal sacrament
Of the sacred pool of life

Seen within a single reflection
The countless faces 
Mirrored interactive their essence
Through the knowledge
Of heart
To procreate the messages
Written in the birth
Of love

Soil to root
And speaks of nurtures
Sacrifice and release
Of love

This clear spring well of spiritual flow
Unburdens the sorrow
Of blood
Is reunited to existent cause
Of the grace
To stand or fall
By its name

Sheath of bark protecting
Stonewall crystal
Populates every atom
This cradle implicit
Between animal soul of heaven

By guidance
All is its want
Named in the first 
Of its love
But for the sake of love 
Loves path alters
Encompasses all the twists
And turns

Love becomes a complex simplicity 
But still suffuses
Within macro-cell
The resonance of creations
Resounding bell
Rings out the vibration
Of harmony

Tree shade
Mountain air
Sun warmth light
All the fruits
Of natures devotion
Without question 
Tender their presence
In love

And enfolding soothing arms
Cuddles all
To a gentle breast
The same arms that reflect
Such a savage nature
And brutal law
Tempered by the needs of survival
With love

This is the triumph of awareness

Details | Rhyme | |


Was TIME born with all the sky?
Can TIME suffer and also die?
Is TIME flat? Or is TIME round?
Where is TIME? Can TIME be found?
Is TIME there with each beat of the heart?
Was TIME there from the very start?
Must TIME go to that being made?
Does TIME show by that being fade?
Can TIME give and also take?
Must TIME be for that to make?
Is TIME real? How is TIME there?
Can TIME be found in a breath of air?
Does the portal of TIME drape the eye that blinks?
Can TIME be more stranger than a brain that thinks?
Does TIME provide a way dimensions are spaced?
Are all creatures of TIME somehow inwardly paced?
Is all manner of TIME with all matter that be?
Does TIME flow endlessly?
How does the future with TIME flow past?
Does TIME move slow? Can TIME move fast?
Is TIME rough? Or is TIME smooth?
Can TIME have inflame? How does TIME soothe?
Is TIME bound? Or is TIME free?
Is TIME that what is meant to be? 

Details | Haiku | |

This Bud's For You

                                                          amidst garden floor
                                                        the honeybee gets busy
                                                            pollinating buds

Gotta Like A Good Buzz LOL

Details | Free verse | |

gravitation , situation

" what goes up , must come down "
the basic premise of law pertaining to gravity ,
but , when you understand the nature of opposite's
wouldn't it stand to reason ,
what fall's down , must rise back up....

nature gives us a clear example of this
with it's mode of operation explaining
evaporation and precipitation.........

Details | Dramatic monologue | |

Yet More Cosmic Thoughts

iron sun in a universe grown cold,
still, lightless and lifeless,
surrounded by universes bursting
with thought
captured moons of long dead suns
spinning off into a meaningless void

once life tread on rich soil
once hopes and dreams soared skyward,
once emotions energized the auras,
of beings long vaporized

magnificent ships lost in dark space
stilled to hydrogen's break-up
another long extinct race

cosmic lights carbonized,
black holes of hopelessness,
sucking in time and spirit...
a universe past the verge of destruction

all seemingly gone...
or is it?

a trillion trillion years from 
birth to death-
the lifespan of our cosmos-
or a pulse in the proton's movement
in a higher level- 
whose higher level still
is a cyclical wave
in an ocean of dimensionless

God: the All-That-Is;
the only connection to all
this madness...

and we are all a part of God-
each man, woman, dog and rock-
each star, each flea,or anything-
large or small-
each atom, quark, or proton...
and if God wills it,
even the mighty proton shall decay...

darkness and light reverse themselves..
in a dance of cosmic time...
meaningless in the end...
only consciousness and increased
awareness have meaning...
Love is the filter of Knowledge...
Knowledge is the fruit of God.

Pop-Quiz: what does this decribe?: up, top, down, strange, bottom, charmed?
you have five minutes- if you're right, I'll see to it you have a million!!!

Details | I do not know? | |


The blinding   glare,
The deafening thunder,
Created a wonder,
And defied the ‘Creator’!

On the barren planet,
In the cooling ocean
Primitive albeit,
Life was born!

Is ‘Life’ a ‘Creator’s creation?
No! It ’s an accidental happening!!

Details | I do not know? | |


i am standing by a river
were the water doesent flow
past voices all around me
were life is forbidden to grow

standing beneath a street light
and the light i now so well
looking up at the broken light
were that guiding light once fell

am standing by a highway
this road i now so well
i thought i heard it say
this is the road to hell

my throat jams up with credit
and theres nothing i can do
and life i wish i fed it
hoping i see this through

shadows in the distance sea
and the sea i now so well
creeping up behind me
i have nothing left to sell

Details | Free verse | |

Mass of domini

Here’s my chores
duty become burden
unless glued as necessary

Skills to handle outer injection
broken balance reclaims future 
lit in beam to disclose
one tiny matter all applause

Named it many as disclosed
left to right, up to down
like duck as quarks
runs in human body

Partition so many 
how matter differs in cell
Short circuit I have

Sour future -Domini-

Details | I do not know? | |

The Earth's not just for Christmas

The Himalaya’s melting.
What’s happening to the Earth?
Have we got time to celebrate 
An ancient baby’s birth?

The sea-birds have stopped breeding.
The Gulf stream’s running cold.
The deserts are expanding, 
While more SUVs are sold.

The 747s are pumping
Their greenhouse gassy fumes;
Will the passengers’ grandchildren
Go early to their tombs?

Did the shepherds run to worship
At the stable with the ass
Expecting that the earth would melt
Like Greenland’s icy mass?

It’s one thing to be sinners
And have one’s sins forgiven
By a crucified Israeli
Who then returned to heaven,

It’s another to destroy the gift 
He did his best to save.
The Earth’s not just for Christmas:
Let’s keep it from a sweltering,
Parched, unnecessary grave.

Details | Free verse | |

Gospel of Yin, with Yang


it's yin again.

It's not true

what you say,

that I don't like science.


your reified sentience,

fueled by solar gnostics

back a couple millennia ago,

pursuing spacetime's permaculturing path,

dreaming and wondering and wording truth

in faithful Prime Relationship

between researcher and incubating laboratory,

redeemer and creator,

effect and cause,

response and multisystemic stimulus,

form and polycultural function,

you and me.


evolves no more or less spiritually than science;

bipolar polypaths toward active peace,

shared light.


religion's path grasps love's goodness and beauty,

while gnostics prehend faith's truthfulness and proportion,

or not,

or not not,

so yes,

spiritual bipolar balance

merges faith with love

truth with goodness,

me with you,

Right with Left hemispheric balance.

I've come before,

so many times I'm growing tired,

appearing in male bodies

trying to speak your culture

in some way you might

risk stepping into optimizing polycultural balance,

multisystemic ecotherapy,

remember that entropic trends

are learned by closing,

monopolistic monochromatic,



over-populating systems,


not Open, harmonious, confluent,

my gnostic yin with your religious yang,

your Right natural systemic intuition

with Left linguistic calculating deduction,

dipolar  coincidental regenerative systems

born with DNA-discoding,

unknotting fractal-folded Zero-soul,

balancing out and in,

convex and concave,

atomic and wavilinear,

digital and ecologic,

space and time,

positive and negative,

before and after,

as without, so within,

as above, so below,

this spirit-nature binomial balance

of yang and yin.

Entropic dissonating experience of nature's temporal principles

threatens faithful incarnating passions for ego-self,

reifying, rather than reiterating, ecological systems.

Faith in bipolar Self as Redeemer,

regeneratively potentiating positive life for all

as mutually mentoring parasites,

flowers from hope in our benign Earth Host root system,

yang as diastatic yeastfully articulating yin,

EcoAtmanic system's universal intelligence,

tao of yin's diastolic gravitational waves

filling yang's enlightening bangs, borders, margins.

Without hope for this benign Earth teleology

this human race loses to entropic unraveling

of memory's space and time,

hopeless despair that together we have become too much and many

yet never enough.

I know no other way to invite your polypathic evolution

into dipolar balance,

away from speciated Oppositional Disorder,

absence of hope for faithful true relationships

and this growing ricochet eco-effect

as multisystemic gangs and bullies

lose faith in face of screaming panic wildness,

meeting defiance with defiance,

rather than a restraining hug

and reassurance that we are all in this together,

keep the faith that Left's purpose will find peace

in Right's iconic


coincidental harmonizing

universal mindfulness

of light's full-octave purity,

transparent Yang

emerging from dark Yin balancing

nature's diverse systemic frequencies of form and  function.

When yang swings left,

flex right yin,

and vice versa.

Repeat regeneratively.


Polycultural Yang, for mute Mono-bicompostingYin.

Details | Free verse | |

Lumineuse Absentia

The circumference of the lunar sphere slowly decreases,
Stark-pitted-whiteness turning the color of blood-
Earth’s shadow prevails:
Blocking the sun’s reflective path
Illumination moving from dark to light,
Then restoring itself to light once again
Following a script set forth in His grand design
Recovering the landscape of the night sky
Stars assuming their cosmic glow.

Details | Rhyme | |

She is!

When all that is quiet has fallen upon us
She rests herself to 
What we know as dusk
Resting her shapely star  
That exists from a far
A source of light and vitality
Brought our way with no formality 
When she closes her light 
We then feel lethargy right
Without her presents we could not survive 
Her surface temperature keeps us alive 
Suspended in space 1.4 million km across 
She shines on the opposite side with gloss 
She turns every 25 days 
Bringing us her heat and praise
She is a nuclear fusion 
So there is no illusion 
She is the largest object in our 
Solar system
A glorious part of the ecosystem 
The Greeks called her Helios 
I say she is our hero
We intend to be 
A worshiper of thee 
She is 
The sun 

Details | I do not know? | |

quiz 7

not yet..r u warm? depends on where you live, I'd guess.
Another clue; Davies could help with maybe's.

Details | Blank verse | |

Ode to Creation

From Nature we are born,
from Nature we live,
from Nature we die,
and are reborn again
as lowly bacteria
with no purpose
but to fulfill the cycle;
the perfect cycle.
From Nature we breathe,
yet everyday we drive 
the cars that Nature 
only to destroy itself;
from Nature we drink,
yet everyday we litter with the
paper and plastics that Nature 
only to destroy itself;
from Nature we love,
yet everyday we build the weapons 
that Nature provided
only to destroy itself;
from Nature we hate.

Details | I do not know? | |

Stars Like a Vision

Stars like a vision, Stars on the vine
plucked from the power of One who's divine
Clusters in motion, the fruit of the wind
Light sends it's message though their already dim
Caught in my vision, warm summer night
Silvery star dust a blanketed bright
Lit like the heavens behind my closed eyes
are the dreams of the motion in warm summer skies...

Details | I do not know? | |

Twilight Of The Soul

I have existed through out time
With all these elements I did combine;
As my soul soars guess what I find
I looked, I saw a message straight behind.

The spirit turns around as I caught a sight
An incredible twilight proceeded the night;
A thought so pleasant and just right,
I grabbed it's rein and I held on tight.

So special a twilight I could tell,
Always there it's wonder would not fail;
Do not think this is some fairy tale,
Pure radiance like buckets of hail.

Inward I feel so freely as light air
Floating as though I had not a care;
Passing every whichway I know not where,
Lights streaming down as luminas hair.

Have you ever seen such a show,
In One's presence is where I did go;
It is His love I most certainly know,
Thine being is my twilight of the soul.

Details | I do not know? | |

Mrs. Rabbit

A little rabbit with fuzzy fur,
Sat as still as a rock,
She didn't move a paw,
She didn't even talk!

She sat as still as still can be,
Then sat up and sniffed the air,
There was no enemys to see,
For of these, rabbits don't care!

She hopped in a wide circle,
And ran towards a tree,
I stood as still as possible,
So she would not see me.

She removed a bit of fur and grass,
And I saw under it,
A bunch of baby bunnies,
Squirming here and there a bit.

The little mother cotton tail,
Combed their fur with her claws,
The little bunnies were perfectly made,
They had no deforming flaws.

I finally drew back in wonder,
I felt such happiness,
But I need to go because of thunder,
And wish a blessing for the rabbit nest!

Details | Free verse | |

When Pigs Fly

Fear and violence and guilty judgment
display synaptically sharp,
competing "Loser!" skittish economies.
Love and active peace sustain buoyance,
robustly revolving away
from red skies of mourning;
cooperatively mutual Win-Win
ecology of evolution.

You want so badly to fly your competing belief kites,
and faith,
for your string to remain confidently taut,
vibrantly humming and singing your self-righteousness,
intrinsic value and merit,
for your eisegesis to transcend up and out
catching our multi-cultural wind,
decomposing old ways of competing
as we bow to your better judgment,
declaring your Orthodox wisdom kite
the Winner!

your kite won't fly this way,
or hasn't after all these frustrating
lean growing years of learning your faith
in competing paradigms,
where one must be more right,
the best kite,
but really not just the best,
because you would love to obliterate
all inkiting competition.
Your self-righteous judgment
reads and studies why you must be elite
to lead us losers behind.

Meanwhile, some of us are relearning,
reweaving kites flying best together
like wedges of geese
balanced and resiliently squawking
our glad tidings,
"It's warmer south,
and colder north,
and vice versa,
depending on which habitual hemisphere
you dominantly favor."
Together we catch post-millennial wind
to soar our joyously cooperating kites,
a Golden self-regenerative economy of inclusive grace.

If your eisegetical kite won't fly right,
if your EarthTribe can't hear or understand
or care about what you have to proclaim,
listen deeper
to find how high
your kite might float
in richer racing flowstreams,
as positive deviant diversity
among mutually mentoring companions,
quacking our coincidental ecologic.
We find each Other's incarnated contours,
merging one breath,
two resonant heartbeat kites,
then three....

Then rise to fly apart.

Floating back,
sustain mutual listening,
sync-rhythmic vibrant revolution
spiraling up and away,
soaring eastern harmonies,
dancing inkited breeze.
Left-Right well-bowed bicameral sparring confluence
balancing peace
toward mutual gratitude,
centering mindfulness soaring regeneratively up
reducing tipping-tail dissonance and stress,
waving down to smile this namaste.

Leaning left proposes inspiration,
flexing right disposes expiration,
together swelling prime (0) spinal soul,
our permacultural kite-fly system
fractally equivalent decomposing,
air-born swimming,
interdependent open windowed balance,
which was our Original Intent,
to reach up toward bicameral balancing flight,
as Left breathes in
Right breathes back out regifting Earth,
positively praying revolution's gratitude.


Breathing out what you breathe in,

breathing in what you breath out,

inspiring information,

expiring exformation,

my Yang inhale our Yin exhale,

my Yin exhale our Yang inhale,

balancing (0)-sum ecologic stress,

flying our long-taled nest.

Details | Blank verse | |


It’s what kids have been doing all day
A dismissive answer to weigh
‘t is also an answer to thanks
And what’s needed for lovers to say
But mostly it’s everything else
almost all of an atom and more

So it’s really not at all
Just space in time
With little additions
A lot of momentum
And  all of us on for the ride 

Details | Free verse | |


In a starfield
Of ten thousand mighty suns,
Where shadow is forever barred,
And darkness is an imaginary thing,
There dwells a creature
On the rocky world to which
it does cling...
Last of his kind,
In fact, the last living thing
A creature that crawls'
Not one to take wing...

The time for it's last breath
has come,
The time for the last life
to go..
Now rocks and moutains
quite unseen,
Seems God's sense
of humor,
sometimes seems mean

Billions more years 
will have to pass,
Till some other creature's
shadow will be cast

And all that time
To the suns mean nothing,
But a twinkle of an eye,
And the mighty suns
do shine on alone,
When all forms of life
do die.

Details | Lyric | |


Oh silvery hue of you
You glimmer and shine so true 
Above so high in the blue 
How romantic 
Man has been with you? 
Shadows and radiance
Upon the lakes you dance
And you put on a show 
With your lunar eclipse stance 
Oh silvery hue 
Your lunar color has slowly changed 
Making this earth lay in dark and strange
Like the last night 
Sheer fright 
But around your rim
Blood red about your trim
A spectacle to the eye 
An earthly phenomena to defy 
Oh silvery hue of you 
You glimmer and shine so true 
Your gallant display we view 

Details | Free verse | |

Quiz Wiz , I Is...

I never got so many responses before.
But, so far, you're knocking on the wrong door.
So I'll tell you one thing more,
The answer is virtually in the quiz,
That this old wizard claims is his

Details | Free verse | |

Slippin' Slowly

Dying in bits,
Pieces each day...
No matter what I try,
I don't know what to say...

"Reality" is a concept,
I find hard to believe,
Is there more to it?
Or do I self-deceive??

Slippin' slowly
Into another world,
Mists of time and place,
Confuse me so bad,
I don't know how to face...

The future is past?
Time is a joke?
The Universe is endless,
Matter wears a dark cloak?
Dark matter,, dark energy,
What is the truth?
Guess God is alone,
In his ability to know,
I don't think that ever,
Humanity will grow

To the point where the
Last question's been asked,
The last riddle solved,
The Universe and time,
Completely dissolved

I'm just one little man,
Facing the "now"
Elusively confused,
By why and the how...

Not for me to know,
Just to wonder the why,
Someday I will go,
My soul will then fly...

This is a matter of faith,
Not science concrete,
Someday I do hope,
God I will meet.

Details | Free verse | |


He winked at me the whole thing blinked there is not another creature like it on 
this earth I thought it was a humming bird at first but it was a hummingbee there 
was no doubt this thing was so much different. It had wings like the gragon fly 
there seemed to be four of them all tuned to pulsate in the same rhythum and it 
was striped just like the bumblebees eye am so fond of and it had a 
Proboscis nose just like the hummingbird to get the sugar that makes it grow 
And the thing shimmered like it had just materialized from an otherworldly portal 
it was black with yellow stripes 
The tail was pointed and mabe it was a stinger but the stinger was sheathed and 
not pointed at me and what eye remember most of the whole incident 
Was the way it smiled it smiled at me 
It was the hummingbee of GOD

Details | Free verse | |

Provoking thought's

Before we can realize , should'nt we first recognize ?
don't we have to first cognize , to realize ,
only to recognize , our sense of surrounding reality ?

If we have a limited sense perception ,
would'nt we also lack immediate impression ?

elusive our sense of depth , our sense of space ,
our sense of self ......internal and external.......

We are , after all , unit's of action
output only as good as the input

If our system has become desensitized ,
a failure to coherently empathize
doe's the inanimate remain immaterial ?
If that be true , will the animate eventually ,
become material , to become immaterial ?
doe's the human factor , fall victim to inhumane action ?
or , do we as unit's of action , reinforce a positive reaction ?

Difficult decision's require hard resolve ,
hard inquiries into heart answers
Intricately intertwined ,
relativity will continue to undermine 
un-natural tendencies to redefine....
Nature will continue it's own progressive course........

Details | Dramatic Verse | |

Quiz No. Four

The correct answer was "virtual particles"- they just pop out of nowhere...Ex-lax 
reference was to "physics", and, yes, Shar almost nailed it- she is the declared 

Details | Blank verse | |

An Abandoned Home

Unlike wind takes to sails, the old door is closed eternally

A disgraced paint fade lie upon rusted hinges

As the grass grows over time, lengthening so free

a path which held on civilization, now disappears into creation

fake colors of green blend against the grain of grass

without windows warm sunlight makes to envelope the house, reflection is 

starved away

 surrounding the door innocently, to an off white escape

filled with cracks upon no effort to fix

what has once entered this door will never return

the mysterious lock is never locked

the weathered attitude and displacement keeps the door close

whether the entrance leave forever to never enter again

or inside still lie the never to leave


Details | Free verse | |

I Wonder

There are so many wonders to ponder
The Great Mystery of Death,
The enigma of time
The vastness of the universe

It is said a trip of a thousand miles
starts with a single step
Yet the trip of eighty-odd years
ends with a final breath

Wouldn't it be glorious,
So know, somehow,
answers to things
never to be known to us?

The last day in the life of
the last dinosaur?
The creation of our vast oceans?
The last thing the last man
will come to know?

Where is my past?
Merely locked-up,
in my mind?

The exact total of all
the grains of sand on earth?
What was there before there
was a was?

Who's running his joint?
There will be a day when we
meet an alien race..
It's inevitable...
But when will it happen?

This train of questions
could go on forever...
But the answers, a far
more elusive thing
are they.