(detail of "Rainbow Body", original encaustic, 2018)
Sun Made Flesh and Fiber
In the woods of your own making every tree
has a dark side
and each, a whole, casts a shadow.
Where can you turn
to find a way through?
Where can you run
that does not lead back into?
Trees, however dark and dense we find them,
only grow by the light of Sun.
They are in fact Sun made flesh and fiber,
and we, Sun’s eyes
as bright as stars
whose dust we honor,
have no home but here.
(From my 2019 book of the same name)
Fiber optics make such gorgeous Christmas trees
Enhance silk flower arrangement in a variety of degrees
Used in medical operations if you please.
Help phone signals according to my cousin Lees.
I wish I could wear them up and down my sleeves.
Luscious fibrous crunch,
juicy crispy nectar sweet.
A gift picked from trees.
Orange stimulates every fiber of my being
Coaxing out the most creative sides of myself
Sizzling singing slinging dazzling dancing prancing orange.
The happiest color there could ever be
She revs me up, excites my libido, enthuses and amuses
Orange increases my joy by leaps and heaps
She shows me the tango, flashes her brazen smile,
Pirouettes in high heels, and flips me some sassy.
I would be lost without orange actually; adrift and helpless.
I never knew that most monkeys will swoon
To eat bananas in a real saloon --
They'll snarf down bunches
After monster lunches --
Then vomit up the peels in the spittoon
Trump Lacks Moral Fiber
Trump seems to think that he is a survivor,
When really having been definite conniver;
A real pain,
Even in rain,
Who always lacks any trust or moral fiber.
Jim Horn
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The rest of the world look at you
They see your face
They look at what you have
They assume you have it all
While in the quiet spaces
Amidst the hustle of life
Your soul silently cries out
To be understood
Silently long for that assurance
That they won’t judge you
For the tumult you sometimes feel
Whilst displaying calm
When your mind is in a hundred places at once
Stop trying to ascertain how people feel about you
Just make sure you acknowledge every fiber of your being for what it is
©120620172211
Now that I'm in my 50's and over the hill,
I'm getting more and more medical mail,
lots of it pertaining to a certain ailment,
this one being in the can't poop department,
claiming that some people have it stuck in their colon walls,
and that they are walking around like a ticking time bomb,
well I for one don't want to be around when that person explodes!
Also saying that these fecal reservoirs are going to kill you,
I just look at the colon pictures and sort of bristle,
thinking why are they sending me pictures of colon crap,
why I'm a vegetarian and clean as a whistle,
I start the day eating cereal called Fiber-one,
then for lunch have a hugh salad with lots of onion,
for supper its fiber rich 15 bean soup,
and when I go on trips bring my fiber pills along,
thats why every chance I get I stop at a restroom,
so doc if you schedule me for a colonoscopy,
you can see for yourself that
I might well live to be way over the hill,
unless of course I o.d. on my fiber rich pills!
Fiber Optics
Free verse
Humans are a conductor of light
Filled with fiber optics of color
Sunrise is nature’s optical lamp
Splitting particulates into desolation
To be a waterfall in the face of fire
Quenches the fires threatening rage
When water becomes the attacker on land
Then be the boat that rescues the drowning
If the cliff is breached become a mountain
As the mountain top bitterly freezes find
Your solace in the valley of summer blossoms
If the sand is pulled from the beaches be the jetty
Be a
A
Peace Maker
Carole Cookie Arnold
As we often try to catch up to tomorrow
We let our lives lose focus on what’s right
The moral fiber, that exists within us
Soon snaps because we’ve pulled it way too tight
Let’s slow down and not worry about what may be
Remember what we must be and do for fellow man
Send love, compassion, pay homage and just be good
Acknowledge others by extending out a hand
Don’t worry, tomorrow will always get here
Though, it may not be what you were hoping for
But, you can smile in knowing you’ve done the right things
After all is said and done, could you want more?
Relax the fiber, then, that is within us
Use it well to help you make a choice
You will reach tomorrow and those thereafter
Because you heard the fiber’s little voice...conscience
I still have that moral fiber; I guess that makes me a survivor
Funny, I still feel the same
Still feel like I’m the only one missing out on so-called fun
The lone loser of the group
Oddly enough, it doesn’t really bother me
Being substance-free, living a life of sobriety
I’d rather lead a so-called boring life
If it means my mind isn’t fried
If it means I won’t cause myself to prematurely die
Surely somebody else lives this way?
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