Symposium Poems

The symposia on health
Will be on the weekend
Join us and bring a friend
Your body is your wealth

Addresses healthy food
Boiled water as example
Less fat, carbs than the apple
And no need to be chewed

With free t-shirt and ham
And some other offers
Please spread...Read More

Welcome to our symposium on wellness
Showcasing life as God’s gift so precious
For faith-builders and body-weight conscious
Adding more zest to a person’s fitness.

In this conference are seasoned speakers
Who will share their successful health stories
In conquering stress and diet worries
To become grateful...Read More

Sophomore year of college, first semester.

"Still, nobility shines through even in such circumstances, when a man bears many great misfortunes with good grace not because he is insensitive to pain but because he is noble and high-minded." - Aristotle, Nicomachean...Read More

a symposium of feelings
an interchange of emotions 
a discussion of differing opinions 
a collection of alternate points of view
a form for change 
a form for growth
a form for open honest communication 
is what once occurred 
now the lines of communication...Read More

Dipped in frenzied simpatico
      as easily as tango's release
the lyrics changed course
         toppling over stances
notes were stacked
          ...Read More

In 1968,
a time of great concern for healthy human civil rights
for and of women as well as LeftBrain culturally dominant men,
Gregory Bateson invited a Symposium
not quite a finished Symphony
proposing Moral and Aesthetic Structure of Human [Climate] Adaptation.

He closed his invitation...Read More

“Old man!  ‘Tis not so hard to die.”
-Lord Byron

I have grown sick with wanton desire
My lungs are filling slowly with ash
I need to feel the burn of the fire.
Upon the wreckage my shadow is cast.
To this misfortune I must...Read More

 

In multitude of rooms, the almighty spoke in calmness

Loud as the  horns which played  angels bellowed out praise

As from best voices all cherub rose

Charming treasured symposium reigned through Gods land

 

No voice except to all who listen

Sacred...Read More

THE DIE IS CAST
“I See,” said a blind man to his deaf Spouse, emphatically
I hear the S-rhetoric She replied Sarcastically
The symptoms and signs of Stagnation 
The Syndrome of intermittent Systems and Structures
Signing and later whining or wining
Structural adjustment and subsidies
The...Read More

Bring them a cup of sea for lighted candles
Tell them taste and tell, and tell, and tell
The ancient salt, the bitterness it kindles
While creation groans at the brink of hell.
          ...Read More

Leave not to come back,
Fly not to land on track
Buildings never to stand as before
History shall not be repeated no more


As a new day draws near,
We look back one year
After the new millennium 
And wish for no mourning symposium

Eleventh day...Read More

Tuesday Lobsang Rampa made
tea so his Third Eye could open
to see dreams fortifying in aspiring hearts
as they reach for the next beat in their comings and goings

Socrates played the lyre by
banging on the strings while
humming and hawing about the trouble...Read More