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This should be against the laws of nature
Heavy snow in late March should be banned
Just when our anxious hearts start to lighten
This blast creates another winter wasteland
This unsteady mind of mine just can't take it
What seems more like half a year of winter
It just drags on and on till time ceases
Sure would like to talk with the administrator
Okay maybe I should relax a wee bit more
But the frozen north can be a bit much
Too late at my advanced age to be concerned
But oldies can sometimes lose touch
Sorry for causing concern but says we care
Will try to relax more and “Let it be”
Sounds like an old Beatles hit from the past
They were the absolute one and only
The summer sun has had its peak
The days draw quicker to their close.
So when the light grows quieter,
It's settling in to sweet repose.
Humans and nature follow suit
As energy starts to wane.
We go into hibernation mode
While we shelter from the rain.
When the light grows quieter
Everything grows calm.
Until you've found you've overslept
As light no longer beats your alarm.
Some feel the melancholy of less light.
Their spirits start to dull.
However, the laws of nature show
That light too needs its lull.
Like a friend, the light will show
Even if for less.
All seasons round, the light will shine
To comfort and to bless.
Insect Quiet
I take the quiet of the night
With somewhat countable drops of rain
Too heavy on the leaves unsettled there
And like the leaves I never settle
Dim lamp light goes out of focus
I gather myself within the laws of nature
Turn instead, I watch the insect make his path
Too small or nearly so, for our detection
I see his children come and go below the wall
Clothed in armor
With minute morsels of food and crumbs
They slip into the dark
My watch is missing also….but moving on
With tiny legs and armored bodies
In the quiet of the night they make their way
And I make mine
I sleep before myself and others
And leave the details to the dim lamp light
Let me tell you a story about
Merlin the Magical Cat
He could conjure up the best magical spells
but couldn't keep himself from being fat
He would eat up
all the treats
and then would go hunt down more
critters and creatures to eat
But he would try his magic
to reduce his gut
but the fat would just
rearrange towards his butt
"Meow, meow, meow!"
he would scream
Why oh why were the laws of nature
so mean!
So he decided to go on
an exercise program
where he would jog and run each day
along side his man
It worked as he grew skinnier
and skinnier
His magic in this instance was not needed
he was the winnier!
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
"The fear of death follows from the fear of life. A man who lives
fully is prepared to die at any time." ~Mark Twain
Life’s greatest mystery is
Death –
It’s not God,
It’s not Soul,
It’s not the heavens
nor the laws of Nature.
Death is omnipresent and omnipotent,
At once personal and universal,
It’s an absolute and irrevocable experience.
The inevitable end to life,
The only sanctuary
from the rigors of life;
The final destination to life’s journey,
No matter which way you traverse
you are bound to end up dead.
Life is like riding a horse
Without you holding the reins
or your feet in the stirrups,
Like driving a car
Without your hands on the wheels
or your foot on the brakes;
It’s like taking a roller coaster ride over
a route of steep inclines and sharp turns
with the prospects of all the thrills
and the heart-stopping descent.
Death is life’s greatest miracle
Your only road to salvation,
A portal to the soul’s
ultimate metamorphosis—
the only way getting back home.
Give me death any time
for life exacts harsh wages,
Life, for once, will abandon you;
But death,
Ha, death! will always stand by you.
~02/09/23
~contest: Writing Challenge "D" word
~Sponsor: Constance La France.
The heart of night, where gravity prevails;
A force unseen, yet felt in trembling bones;
Awake, where time folds in upon itself;
A silent hunger, swallowing unwary stars.
No light escapes the shadow’s grasp;
The singularity, dense, unmeasured, deep.
A true enigma, the cosmos’ fatal wound;
Around its edge, a spiral dance of dust;
Bright rage of atoms caught, yet never freed;
An endless whirlpool—aching, cold, and vast;
Where space and fate entwine in a mystery.
What lies beyond the rim, no mind ever knows;
Horizons closed to dreams or mere mortal eyes;
The laws of nature loosened, warped, and bent;
Where even light must bow and lose its way.
Yet in this dark, creation finds its place;
The birth of stars, the death of ancient suns;
All time compressed to echoes, beats, and sighs;
A story written, the Universe’s book of the dead.
Cosmic Death Poetry Contest
2/2/2026
Sponsored by: Seth Pina
“I deserve to be happy”
they said, jaws set
determination
eyes glazed
Selfish Ones seeing only
what they wanted to see
tunnel-vision of mind's eye
narrowed down to one word
“Happy”
while others' protests
were utterly unheard
Thinking they could
by sheer determination
set themselves free
from the rest
of society
suspending
laws of nature
like drops of water
falling into a lake
yet failing to make
a ripple on the surface
or rings extending outward
...that their actions
would cause no reactions
outside of themselves
But repercussions
and consequences
shown on faces
in painful winces
worry-lines and tears
from failed investments
of time spent, years
broken beings
bearing witness
to quiet devastation
their lives crowded out
displaced and crushed
by the Selfish Ones'
overwhelming
entitlement
their right
their claim
on the happiness
they so “deserved”
And now the others
also suffer from a sort of
tunnel-vision, mind's eye narrowed
down to the other word
“Deserve”
for what could they possibly
have done to deserve this?
When all they wanted
was a little fragment
a slight share
of happiness in life
with someone
who cared?
Takes the form of a human,
an animal lies beneath
for what are we anyway
escapologists from the trees
Maybe we’re special, intelligent,
if still a little dumb
outgrown that inbred purpose
to breed and thrive
Humans need satisfaction,
a journey, fantasies and thrills
Always just beneath a willingness to kill
Content, we are under control
happiness is to be free
adrenaline keeps us awake and alert
My god they’re all chemical signals,
highs and lows passion, depression,
just imbalances of the mind
The illusion we’re so much more
is insane, and true
It’s forbidden to overtake evolution
but we did yesteryear
exceeding the laws of nature,
left the animals behind
So what now,
we’ve outgrown natural selection
one small step was never our threshold
next the forbidden one giant leap
Perhaps we don’t see it coming,
inexorable and inevitable as it is
We’ll never stop, never be satiated
we only ever had one goal
to become god.
By David Kavanagh
Once upon a time a room came available at my residence,
an Astrologer was interested to share the coexistence.
Some exciting times revealed themselves very soon,
as attractions creating space and time to bloom.
Mental conspiracies became scientific theory,
and wondrous past happenstance are no more eerie.
Spiritual conception created awareness perception,
liberating purpose dreams with celestial breathing.
Time came by and the cosmic fellow pursuit his own challenge,
leaving the door open for my own mental pilgrimage.
Decisions changing the landscape of providence,
providing all necessities with pursuit in confidence.
As I met the old man who used to own a esoteric book fare,
giving me the lot for a amazing bargain, so dare.
Those books became my mental reference,
changing all so far known desired preference.
My observation changed very radical,
making interpretation to nourish very practical.
Not only to look at life’s conclusion,
but making it a living solution.
For many years now I observing the daily light of change,
and I am glad that the laws of nature, let me engage.