Best Tolerating Poems

Most of life is spent in
hope for better things yet
expectation of what is to come
or anticipation of what could be
and while this is good, even...

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Today I have to confess,
I have been suppressed.
By you, 
Else who?
You have stolen my heart,
By you,
My sleepiness is being thwart.
The way you smile,
It freeze me...

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I was listening to Cornell West,
who described our catastrophic tolerance of disvalues for others,
situations we would never tolerate for ourselves,
disvalues like homelessness and hunger,
but also...

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He feels he possesses a high tolerance.
Living side by side
with those he abhors 
Tolerating the smells
and the sounds
of those lesser men.

He is of a proud...

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EPITOME APOTHEOSIS

Glory Glory
Does she answer to us to bring peace in our world?
You know men are now participants of a new recreation.
Gay sex is prone...

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Losing hair is a sign of ageing,
Except for other eventual reasons, of course.
Thank God, I'm just getting older, not ill.
My sight is not the same...

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Ah what are you in this high frequency life?
Bewitched I am by your sheer silence;
Consumed fully by your soothing vibes;
Deepening, animating my very existence.
Enter you...

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Creation perfectly wrought
designed by God* for mankind
precious gift to tend 
with responsible stewardship…
such was magnificent in the beginning
a paradise of wonders.

Paradise 
indeed, yet corrupted
as inhabitants...

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I have a hardbound copy of
"The City of Hartford 1784-1984"
although most of this coffee table story
of unfortunate events
takes place between 1850 and 1950s,
before and after...

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Have you ever stopped yourself 
when thinking of your present life and
wishing for a better tomorrow?
Then realized tomorrow is elusive.

Indefinable like an illusion,
as tomorrow is...

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Death leaves a sacred hole
where once lived a whole relationship
with both potential future
and a now more cherished past

Still seen
and heard
and smelled,
tasted and felt, sensed
and incensed
through...

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Dozing before take-off. Patients etherized and unable,
Evening  spread into the distance
Silly solitaire cards spread on pull-down table. 
I  hate toves with  imagined...

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Inspired by a night time view over Dublin city from the Featherbed Mountains.



Standing on the edge of a forest overlooking a night time city,
Like a...

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HELL



Well this is hell isn't it?
Tolerating a throbbing screen and pounding a stationery keyboard
blazes at the screen and says,
"Jesus Wept there's got to be more...

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Our UU ecofeminist minister
was verbally accosted one Sunday morning
after celebrating multicultural peace
and respect 
and integrity
sufficient to restore private ego- and public eco-justice.

This was far too...

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