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Details | Free verse | |

Human Frailty

...Apologies to Heraclitus and W. H. Auden...

We, defeated by the merest things,
in defeat, endure...for now.

No abiding truth in "faith":
origins and destinations
we cannot differentiate,
all random, unguided
by any prescient power;
but, not illogical (there is no illogic.)

We impose all "universal order,"
influence what subsequently occurs,
to learn, or not, through endless repetition,
endless failure...and we are
but a current iteration,
here for now -- like all,
in constant flux,
defeated by the merest things.

Courage and nobility derived
from continued confrontation,
continued endless struggle,
let us "show an affirming flame."


Details | Free verse | |

Delphinus Nights

I have flown on wings of dreams, but I never could land well
I've never been to the end of a rainbow and I've never talked to an angel
I could never reach the fleeing horizons and I could never catch the wind
I have never caressed a sliver of moonlight until it touched your skin
When I first saw the beauty of your silhouette standing before the sun
I was the pilot of a new dream landing in your love
Then my tears reflected colors of a rainbow and I could talk to God
I could finally reach the horizons as you woke up in my arms
And I dont care where the winds blow as long as I'm with you
We could float into forever where Delphinus stars may bloom
Where time is never the difference between nights and days
We could cast our shadows from moonlight as we let our hands play
Plucking beautiful flowers from heaven until the end of times 
Planting new celestial gardens beyond our endless skies


Details | Verse | |

Langue d'oc, a Micro-Paradelle

Your love song lapsed into ancient French that April day.
I only understood the words of spring and heartsore
lapsed. Only love and heartsore, I understood your ancient 
words of the spring-day song into that French April.

You fabricate my pauses into repetition, silence speaks
of ages strung to rhyme in love’s difficult service
you strung into pauses in service to ages. Fabricate of
love’s repetition, rhyme speaks my difficult silence.

We practice tedium of vows till language breaks apart.
As if art should aim at science, rigorous, quantitative,
rigorous language breaks tedium. Science vows a part of 
quantitative practice till we should aim “as if” at art.

Till we lapsed into language. As your ancient ages only
fabricate quantitative French strung to that difficult
practice, science speaks of tedium and understood rhyme. 

The spring in service of love’s rigorous vows. April 
pauses, heartsore. You and I, apart. If love should aim 
my words at day, repetition breaks into silence of song.


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
10/3/2013


Details | Limerick | |

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



RIPAE BENI DEAU VER

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



Story:
http://www.sloveniatimes.com/president-to-attend-pope-francis-s-installation-mass#komentarji


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


www.jesus.si


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 
Into


Jacob Reinhardt	
9/19/2013


Details | Italian Sonnet | |

Flight of the Stone Captive

Devonian birthed an innocent beach
down at the delta of a river great.
Compressed and oppressed by sediment weight,
sand became stone hidden far from life's reach.

A northern ice-angel came to impeach
the cloak of silt atop the stone's pate.
Leaving exposed in a fixed angry state
labyrinths and crevices bred of the breach.

But soon upon the sedimentary,
dampened and moist facing east and north,
spread verdant moss and ethereal fern.

The friendlier integumentary
fed roots of cherry and beech bringing forth
flight that ascended to Holocene's turn.

Ann Silverthorn 1995
This poem is about Panama Rocks, formed by a glacier, in upstate New York.


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 | Quintain (English) | |

Common sense

the crumbled burnt remains of a close distant memory resound in brain fraternally idleness and pain a combination of the insane or going...touched by madness obtained in the faltering state of debaucheries and laborious fails  continual hardship continual pretense continual submission to a unjust pointless 
mission of greed and circumstance already bequeathed upon those who openly benefit from their ancestors vice their soul live on from the benefits of others sacrifice and sacrifices that in kept motion penetrate the foundations of betterment. Of real equality of real justice of real liberty the age old struggle from first chaotic unrest and anarchic uncertainty to the self-justified model which has now unleashed it’s full might upon the unaware descendants of the crushed opponent the age old struggle the age old riddle in time lived through and maintained by those who solicit the rules to us those who  solicit our falls our halls our calls and even our balls the air be next and with it the tax when their common purpose be right for that. The next part of the agenda the next evil tact manipulate  their way of life given by them and given by the gift of strife to stifled our potential to stifled our judgement  to make business hurried away from the natural goal given to us in time immemorial that pure magic truth where have you gone all we are left is hammers, sickles, to tongs replaced and subjugated by a deeper lower light the real glory of mankind faded and becoming more slight less fight less right and more tight a falcon a eagle a lion a bear their claws have strength and so do theirs. So tired so naked and bare hands tied mouth gagged hoodwinked and exposed to poisonous err. 


Details | Narrative | |

AFRICA REVOLUTION 1

I believe my words meets you in good  state of mind
 and health
Do you believe africa can become a better continent?
 If so,how?
Young pepole must change their attitude__any part
 of their mindset holding them back!
If so,they should set goals to improve their behaviour
 and find solutions to challenges facing africa.
Young people must work twice as hard to make africa
 a better continent:
We have no time to waste but to make this continent
 that the LORD gave us a better place for
  future generations.
Our children must be able to hit the ground running
 to get somewhere meaningful.
We must work wholeheartedly in order to transform static
 policies since we got independence!
Africa should not be the only continent in the world where 
 outsiders find cheap commodities and slaves 
  to improve their economies!
That backwater theory must change,something beautiful 
 needs to happen very quickly!
Spectators have portrayed africa's reign as a missed
 opportunity to tackle problems___
A yawning rich-poor gap to stiffly politics
 and controversial policies__
That africa's collective leadership have been too timid 
 to implement good governance policies
  because of remote controlled influence!
Something wonderful must happen to our mindset__
Europe or America did not develop in one day!
And technology did not fall from heaven___
 but it was invented and innovated.
Where africa cannot create,let us buy advanced 
 green technology,
to make rock-solid industriariazation
I believe,africa's economy can grow to become among
 the world's largest economies___
And our per capita income can quituple!

chipepo lwele
*To my fellow africans both living in africa or outside africa


Details | Didactic | |

How To Sky

             How To Sky

First, get rid of the skis
Grow very large and blue
Do not confuse yourself with the sea
Place your planet close enough to the sun
(But not too close as you might burn)
Gather the reflective angular light there
It must be just right
Almost prism like
It is suggested; to have 78% nitrogen, 21% oxygen, mix argon gas and water
Don’t be afraid to use other gases with small solid particles, ash and pollen
If you must use salt, make sure it comes from the ocean
Hold these and other elements in the atmosphere
This will highlight your day
Surround yourself with clouds
At night turn black and add a full moon
That makes you look marvelous
                                


Details | Free verse | |

Direct Realization

Life is dynamic and constantly changing
Any thinking or verbal speculation about life
even with regard to the future 
is always based on the past
One may have an immediate awareness
beyond thought or verbal speculation
of one's existence
but one cannot have direct contact
with one's immediate existence
through thought

Words are useful in the attempt
to communicate one's experience
to another person
but the use of words is merely an attempt
to point to experience
It can never give that immediate 
direct knowledge, insight or realization
that comes from one's experience

Words are like a map
and experience is the territory
A map can only give knowledge
"about" the territory
It can never give knowledge
"of" the territory
This can only be obtained
through direct experience

When one considers growth and decay
as a continuous ongoing process
of which human existence is a mere iota
one realizes that there is an inexorable movement
which encompasses everything that "is"
including human existence
which is a relatively recent phenomenon
on the cosmic time scale

One realizes the ethnocentricity
or more specifically the "homocentricity"
of the claim that human conceptualizations
are capable of knowing things as they "are"
This applies whether the claim is that of 
science, religion or 
any other system of thought

When one examines the way 
the different lifeforms are interrelated
one realizes the distortion created by thought
when one attempts to isolate 
and elevate one lifeform
particularly the human lifeform
apart from the others

The body has an intelligence of its own
which manifests itself
when thought ceases its attempt
to know life
It is a direct realization
beyond thought

There is a fundamental unity
of everything that "is"
and Love is a manifestation
at the behavioural level
of this unity


Details | Free verse | |

Coffee Science

          Coffee Science

Wild storm crashed my boat
Succumbing to the unforgiving rocks
In a sad deposit on a primal savage shore
Remote and desolate are words that come to mind
My Keurig and I alone survived the humble wreckage
A couple K cups floated up
Lapped upon the salted waves
There to be found and saved
There is one small issue on this island to submit
The science of electricity was yet to be invented 
Nor outlets to help the Keurig brew
If I don’t have my coffee
There is nothing left to do
The coffee maker will have to be returned
From what I can surmise
And what there is, to be discerned and seen
There is no receipt 
Like us, it too is lost 
I guess we’ll have to wait
For a boat or foreign science with electric to come our way
Before we take our coffee break 


Details | I do not know? | |

Knights of Rationalism

We’re coming out of the caves
We’re moving into the Lime Light
It’s now ‘cause the time’s right
The bold and the brave
We’re here to tear down the old
We’re moving into the future
The New better suit ya
The brave and the bold

The age of Reason’s before us
There’s no more time to abhor us
Zealots, let go of your fear, the age of Reason is here

We’re rebuilding broken down schools
We’re building real education
Across every last nation
Your tyranny your rules
We’re climbing out of the dark
Out from your stories and fables
Now we’re turning the tables
Our freedom our ark

The age of Reason’s before us
There’s no more time to abhor us
Zealots, let go of your fear, the age of Reason is here

It’s time to breathe the fresh air
It’s time for no more pollution
Now we have the solution-
Drop delusion and prayer
It’s time to walk in the light
It’s time to love all the science
Show them all your defiance
You’re the Rationalist’s Knight

The age of Reason’s before us
There’s no more time to abhor us
Zealots, let go of your fear, the age of Reason is here

The age of freedom and wonder
And the church going under
So let go of your fear
The age of Reason is here


Details | Didactic | |

A Travel To The Millisecond

            A Travel To The Millisecond

One day while reaching within the millisecond squared
With innocent intent to take me there to study
An unplanned trip, a travel, unfolded
I followed the paths of past and future all at once
While frozen in the present
To trace them at the moment they arrived
It seemed like time stood still to feel the moment
To keep them on the side of philosophy and science
While experimenting with the shape and size and pure design
I became trapped within this zone alone
Only to observe the past and present coalesce   
Merging one into the other in fluctuating flow
At first the past turned grey and solid in the microsecond 
It moved in and out of sight in colored fragments
A split took place about the second within the second they separated
Both seemed to swirl as one
The past pushed at futures back
Future had no choice but to move forward
Leaving past much like a ripple on a midnight lake 
I followed them to trace the moment they arrived
At their finale destinations
I could not give them directions or advice
Being a visitor from a foreign land
It seemed like time stood still to feel the moment
To keep them on the side of philosophy and science
Experimenting with the shape and size and pure design
I became released along the way with future
Within the time zone so designated, so designed as minuscule
As their home, there is no speculation here
Future moved on with me with proper calculations and credentials 
In proper company


Details | Free verse | |

Android Embedded Chrystal Blue

          Android Embedded Chrystal Blue

In the corner of the galaxy dead in front of night
Just left of the quasars charted long ago
A logic being called 732 thought out and calculated
Waited for the proper landing on the proper planet site
A cold green world with three moons came into view
A giant star off to the right was ready to go nova
He had to set up for the show
The probe shuttled down with perfect coordination
To the surface of the barren world
Instruments and Android 732 were on board the tiny craft
The robot is the next generation of thinking machines
Artificial intelligence of the highest level
Equipped with weapons, scientific tools, and knowledge
Liquid computers housed within its metallic head
Designed to analyze and measure everything there is 
The Android is authorized to do anything it pleases
Given freedom and vast latitude to explore
Religious leaders blessed it and confirmed it
To be free in every meaning of the word
They authorized it to have a soul and save the universe from Satan
To roam and catalogue spiritual and scientific entities
 Down to the micro mystical cosmic core of molecules and atoms
To advance the human and android condition without limit
It explores new planets and space anomalies by choice
Returns data to the home world through a beam of light
Android 732 crashed into the cold green planet while distracted
Focused on a giant star off to the right that just exploded
In a spectacular display of colors of reds, yellows and whites
It became enamored as it entered the green icy planet
Impacted a crystal glacier at the designated site
Became embedded in it
Froze there on the spot, anointed by blue ice
Enshrined for all eternity
An android crystal blue forever
If my calculations are correct as estimated

 


Details | Didactic | |

Dinosaurs Remains

          Dinosaurs Remains

Dinosaurs drink history through straws
Chiseled out rocks and stones through time
Ubiquitous to the past and future
In the good old days before the comets came
They played dinosaurs games of war
Dreamed of making hot dogs and burgers from human remains
And drinking goo through elongated tubes
In the far far future, on special dinosaur holidays  
Anthropologically speaking; we are just another meal
Archaeologists dig the truth, through flying dust with brushes
With fine and tiny tools they pick away the layers
Uncover bones born to die 
They etch them out as prizes
Rocks wait their turn to bury us, to be discovered later
Some explorer will unearth humans in the distant future
To find out who and what we were
Uncover what the bones might tell them
Shape our remains into dice
Toss them on the ground with magic 
Divine that human, an ancient alien species, once lived in cities 
And drank through straws  
That’s about all


Details | Free verse | |

An Astronaut

I think I was an astronaut
Aimed for the stars.
They fill me up;
They refuel my tank.
They enable me to believe,
Telling me to never give up
As they follow me all of my days.
If only we could see the beauty
That they truly are.
They shout out dreams
That we can reach so far.
Climb into the rocket
And liftoff!
On a journey to discover ourselves,
We are taught so much more,
Learning our goals are only a plan away.
Even thought we must return,
I know that I will be back.
I am an astronaut,
And we always reach for the stars.


Details | Ekphrasis (Ecphrasis) | |

Stellar Fireball

Here’s a starry poem one might call ekphrastic
about an exploding fireball fantastic
from a ‘nova’, imaged with time-lapse clarity,
all the more remarkable for the rarity
of tracking its expansion– which researchers say
engulfs a place in outer space in just a day
as great as where the orbit of our Earth holds its sway,
at a distance of fifteen thousand light years away,
passing that of Jupiter in less than two weeks–
through some challenging magnification techniques…

Six telescopes collaborated in the huge task
of measuring its size and shape, so as to unmask
the colossal ferocity, albeit remote,
of its “dramatic process”, to astronomers quote.

The eruption that occurred was in the location
of Delphinus– Latin for Dolphin– Constellation.

What causes these spectacular events to arise?

When any of the two of a binary star dies,
as a consequence of its empyrean demise,
it becomes ‘white dwarf’ companion to the larger one.
Then this parasitic partner has some fiendish fun…

In some sort of star-struck, degenerate devotion,
it siphons enough hydrogen to form an ocean
on its surface, till it reaches the critical mass
that will make a brobdingnagian blast come to pass.

Now this formerly faint star system takes center stage
to indeed ‘against the dying of the light, rage, rage’…
A tremendous fireball is hurled into the skies–
so brilliant that it’s visible with unaided eyes…

Thus it burns out its bright celestial futurity
in that bumpy ride to recurrent obscurity.

Novae may play second fiddle to the ‘super’ kind–
their bigger stellar cousins– in the popular mind,
still these marvelous phenomena my awe inspire–
as does that Dylan Thomas villanelle I admire…
But it was wild man Lewis who captured them entire,
when he belted out, “Goodness, gracious, great balls of fire!”


~ Harley White

< November 3, 2014 >


Details | Light Poetry | |

Illusion of Art in Mind

The mind is a play place of unique and distinct thought.
This brings me to thinking of things in my mind I brought.
I could create an image of all the things in the world in my mind.
The meaning of this is some times not so kind.
The recklessness of such choices could make me go insane.
The mind its self is complicated and it's own bane.
When things are so confusing and you see more things than one.
You may as well pack your bags because you are all done.
Minds do check out with creativity as its jail.
One could say it one way that we have a choice to bail.
On the journey of the thoughts of queasiness.
The mind thinks its like a business.
The idea of one image can set a chain of no relief.
That is why we lose our self with disbelief.
Lacking understanding of what we see.
Just means that our mine did not adapt to be.
The lines that our eyes show our brain does not go so well.
It is like a cracked ringing bell.
This is what we have acquired in our recent thought of knowledge.
In our mind we can stand outside without foul-edge.


Details | Didactic | |

Memo To The Cosmos

            Memo To The Cosmos

Speak softly to your children in their billions
Burning stars and planets planted in the dark
Avoid the void with colors you created
Started in the garden of your heart
Watered with the tears of ages parted there
Shared with the cosmic dust in their parade of days
The Great Animator of antimatter who made us all
Calls to you on the winds in angular momentum
Remember to always care
Absolute zeroes walk hand in hand
Deceleration parameters of the dark matter clamor
Cajole all things from nothing, shakes them into life 
Remember cosmos, to close your eyes
In the explosions, reds and whites, blinding lights
Knit them into place
Ponder nuclear fission 
House the gravity of souls with every hour
Sit on the emission distance. String the theories
Stitch them together
Inertia reminds you where you are today
Drift with it in silent vectors distance
Take inertia to heart
To the stars, to your little ones, your little heroes
Calculated by their zeroes 
Take this memo to the Cosmos
Be light
Try not to be absorbed while being born


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 | Didactic | |

Vanishing Line

            Vanishing Line

In the two dimensional world of flatland life is a line
Distinguishing up from down is not the design of nature
Maneuvering left and right is possible
But not this time
Existence is of the straight and narrow realm
Excellence is defined in moving forward
Objects come and go without discernment 
Vision of life is purely a blur of what is and what might become
As elements appear within that moment
Things pop in and out of sight from other world’s dimensions
Diagonalizing the matrix is not part of this equation or this discussion
Needs no explanation
It’s staying in this matter as a diversion just for reading pleasure
And because I said so and it sounds kinda cool
Someone from flat-land supports that view and said as much
Needs no permit from you 
Who are from another dimension
The point is mute
So moving on
There is no sun and too few rules
In the dominion of two dimensions
Opinions vary on that point
There is no day
Things simply get in the way of understanding there
When going one way, which defines life in general
There is no light at the end of the tunnel
There is no tunnel
There is only straight ahead
Where abruptly all things end


Details | Free verse | |

Cube Girl

              Cube Girl
(Based on the same titled short story by me.  It is not a true story so don’t be alarmed.)

I’m 19 and a woman in space 
Meandering out for centuries
I fear there’s no way back
For sure I didn't get here alone
Most view me as a girl.  They do not matter. 
They have long since vanished in the winds of time
And with them all their kind
Folding them neatly into the fabric of existence
And kissing them good-bye 
My sojourn out here eclipsed all other matters 
Disconcerting things I can’t explain 
Like being imprisoned as a cold dark cube
Is what I became, Is what I am
Who gets themselves in such a state?
This prevailing condition of not being myself
Preoccupies the immediacy of the moment
I must have fallen to sleep to turn into such a thing 
My Breasts are hard.  My nipples are soft but sore
But everything about me and within me is metallic
I have no interest in men or women or so I thought
My lower extremities are in a fever
In a liquefied state forever.
I must be coming down with something. 
There is no training for such girl things out here I think
If there is anything to be done
It should be to keep myself occupied and quiet
No need to panic in deep space when in a cube state
Or is it cube shape?  
Activities, hobbies, come to mind, to keep me sane.  
Feelings keep me on edge out in the ends of space
Once there was a computer that made me feel at ease
It kept me balanced, at peace, like family  
But then, there is no proof
I must have dreamed up humanity and machines 
Perhaps I've always been a product of the stars
They gave me birth
I am their only child 
Cosmic bodies rolling on the void
Not of this or any other world
I am cube girl


 


Details | Free verse | |

The Oort Cloud Cometh

            The Oort Cloud Cometh

A few million years from now if we are here
Comets by the thousands will appear
Sent by cosmic forces originated from out there
Science says the Oort cloud is to blame
Some odd unseen entity called Nemeses is also named
A planet or black sun gone rogue
Gone wrong along the way
In elongated odd elliptic orbit
A distant anomaly around our sun will form 
Mysteriously align at Oort cloud and collide
In a moment of eccentricity by chance
It hurls millions of object free in our direction
Without detection, meteors and comets head for Earth
Catastrophe is sure to follow if not deflected
I hope we find defense by then
If not, since we are already dead, long before this event
Why the pretense?   Why pretend?
What would it mean in any case
If the Earth should shatter
It will only move our graves to outer space
With other matter


Details | Free verse | |

A Date With Expiration

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          A Date With Expiration    
                                  
Science says regarding life 
We all must die sometime
All living things will cease to be
But History survives everything
Good for it.  I hope it has many days

Like fruits and vegetables 
And like milk stamped “Best used by”
It is news to me that humans now come
With expiration dates 
Marked "Expired" 
                    
I wonder if my taxes were filed and paid
Before I pass away or at least retire
I hope I remembered to get laid
Or paid for all my efforts
Before my time runs out


                                                
                                                                                                                                                               



Details | Rhyme | |

Children Homicide

Homicides of young children
are solved more often
than any other age group, but after the age of ten
the chance of solving the crime drops by 25 percent.


Details | Free verse | |

Prayer for a life unmade

Too busy wrestling 
with our own demons
to bring an innocent soul into
the hell of mourning
an innocence lost,
I now grieve
for the loss of a life
never conceived

Dear one, I ask
you to forgive 
those obsessions
that ruled the hearts 
and minds of two,
blocking your
journey from this world 
to the stars

Dear one, I ask
you to dream for me
those dreams yet undreamt
and hope the hopes never hoped,
for those dreams and hopes
still live,
tucked away in a corner
of this old heart

Dear one, I ask 
you to feel the love that awaited you
and the pride that even now
burns brightly as a candle
in these eyes,
softly inching towards
its liquid demise 

Dear one, I ask
you to take this hand
and hold it, just once
and cry those tears 
never cried
for these tears 
of mine I fear 
are never to be dried


Details | Imagism | |

Brown

A cat sniffs the crooked brown dough of the sullen moon;
The tempting smell of warm bread seems held by a glass sky
Old age, carefully steps on the glass, always ready to cry
 Like they`d learn again to walk,holding an invisible balloon.

With glassy eyes looking at the strange baked moon,
The large dynasty of the unemployed and ex-miners,
Ecologists and readers of Bible, embarrassed beginners
Cannot "hear at a little distance", in the brown afternoon;

But a short-sighted misanthropist, observed while acting
As a conductor of the strike`s syncopation turned in syncope:
“Even the doctor with infinite awkwardness used his stethoscope;
I think, -because, no one can communicate only through feelings”

The brown cat in the street, shining eyes round about;
All cars seem gathered in the same frozen town;
The only birch tree from the hill was cut down;
Mourning neighbors live in their permanent doubt

To protest against solitude, and so many noisy cars;
And obviously, too many accidents in the town;
“Wait on the zebra…Don`t cross Mr. Brown!”
Lonely crowds, picture of still life with cellulars…

Seasons buried the face in tired brown fountains,       
Long dirty brown drifts of snow and brown sensations
Step with ugly brown clay, and let traces for generations,
Because, cyanide used to pull gold from Red Mountains;
       
Everybody is in such a brown hurry towards nowhere.
Halt!Mr. Brown looks for his cat; the firemen help him to sit.
The cat climbed the moon, ready in a hurry to taste it;
Winter and cat stay with claws out;silence and the brown vault.



Details | Didactic | |

A Scientifically Religious Experience

            A Scientifically Religious Experience

While I sit in church my mind begins to wonder
It passes by the alter through the walls
Then reaches at great speed to cosmic places
Not yet charted on the map of time
Accelerated ten times faster than a light
My thoughts go out there where they belong
I cannot afford to buy or operate a space craft at this time 
My mind will have to do
Three layers cover the oval silver ship
The outer one deflects particles and radiation
It breaks down, collapses, after penetrating
The first five universes along the way
The second shield consists of electron and antimatter elements
To neutralize the effects of mounting speeds as I proceed
Through stars, quasars, and colors multi-matter 
The last layer of protection on my simple ship
Is made of elemental particles that holds it all together
Keeps us from shrinking into the void
Into the past to find real history
As speeds just keep increasing
It is no mystery
I have to get back to my original position
Finding it might be a task
Will I still be there in church when I return
Or will it be the past?
  


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