A panacea for cancer is what I’m all about
What about Alzheimer’s, the jealous one asked in a shout
Let’s not forget chicken pox, heart attacks and leprosy
The scientist ran from his lab, to watch monotone TV
He wanted to eliminate all the diseases, of course
But opposition was as stubborn as Farmer Joe's plow horse
The naysayers were yelling suggestions into the outside air.
He knew they each had an agenda, and nothing would seem fair.
Fly high little bird,
for one day, through gales you'll reach -
your destination.
03.31.2024
I develop into an old monk by drinking an ounce of old monk rum daily
Visitors on a planet
Near the outskirts of uncounted stars,
We experience time in expanding space.
We grow and develop,
and in wisdom
Come to know the questions of eternity.
Deep within us all
Near the core of unexplored life,
We experience love, the Spirit of God.
We are all united,
and in faith
Return to know the peace of our Source.
Development laps at emaciated canvas
Exponential images whisper a thousand words
Chemical dip shifts generic into candid
Graphic effigy given vigour by a brief submerge
Slippery minutes expand sqare memoir
Retrieved from squalid pool, jumped illustrious
Pregnant with wisdom from an embalm
Faith puts detail on paper basic miscellaneous
Source of light firms fine composition
Blankness bask enables solid ice to effervesce
Supernatural Spirit delivered christens
Fermented parchment finds miracles manifest
15th February
Philosophic Rearrangement
Develop A Device
So where have our precious boys been?
Out to sea over and over again and again
That seems to be custom they all do here
Being that sea and beach are nice and near.
What if a storm were to appear one day
Should stay on Intracoastal Water Way
Which is when you can be safe and sound
Shore is easily seen and readily found.
Tiny cell phones have become used to
And on us this habit grew and grew
Along with satellites high in the sky
Look up at right time and see it pass by.
Would think with all these modern things
Safety, sanity and security always brings
And no matter how much they may cost
Would never have any fear of being lost.
But this their time luck ran out and it did
Those two boys who were like a little kid
Are no where for any of us to be found
After having looked and looked all around.
So sure seems to me it could be nice
If in some way we have developed a device
That is full-proof and certain to you and me
Guarantee none of us are ever lost at sea.
James Thomas Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
RiverSea Plantation
Bolivia, NC