Archive | May 2016

It Is What It Ain’t


Truth is
not made of steel

It’s a pliable material
we easily bend
to fit our current needs

A gloppy balm
to soothe the stinging realities
of abrasive conflicts

An application
of convenient definitions
to justify the rationalizations
of our orderly hypocrisies

Truth be told

True is false

Nothing more than lies
wrapped in cotton candy alibis
and shiny contrivances

fake society

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Everything Optional


Time to turn on
the scenario generator

Plug in the possibility equation

Rev up rampant speculation

Scales will be provided
to weigh options

However no guarantees
will be rendered
that you will embrace
the final product produced

All we can do
is tip toe through
the minefield
of unforeseen
plot twists

options

Free Current


Swimming with electric fish
down a serene stream
of consciousness

Bouncing on bubbles
that can only exist
in this artificial environment

Mother Earth keeps spinning
as we dancing inhabitants
free float toward the sea
inhibitions dissipate completely

Time now increasingly irrelevant
which is a scary development
for crusty traditionalists
who insist we drop anchor
to hold onto the past

but the hooks won’t hold
cause the current is now strong

and we are too far gone

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Fall and Rise


Soldiers rejoice

War is over

Arise comrades
on both sides of the line
and forever exit
your blood stained trenches

Time to finally
put away the big guns
and parade on home

Give Mom a big hug

Kiss the girl next door

and before
you lay your grateful head
on your greatly missed bed
say a silent prayer
for friends and foes
all equally dead

Honor those souls

who now sleep forever

beneath well manicured
carefully marked
plots of Earth

Waiting patiently
for the angels to play reveille
so they may rise again
and forever forget
their scars of war

ghost soldiers

Glorious Wetness


Stop running from the rain !!!

You ain’t gonna melt

like that bitch of a witch

from that classic flick

who had it coming
but I digress
Take the time

from your neatly pressed life

to open wide
Allow the drops

to bounce off

your parched tongue
Treat your crusty self

to a full service soaking
and let yourself get

gloriously wet

singing in the rain

Step Up


Go or no go?

Yes or no?

Languishing over options

Considering consequences

Convene another meeting or two

A grand task force du jour
need be adjourned to ponder
every implication permutation

Is it any wonder
nothing ever gets done?

foot step

 

Well Greased Wheel


These turbulent days
the high road
is definitely
the less traveled trail

Loud and controversial
with a dash of naughty
is where it’s at

but

there is still something
to be said
for riding
the straight and narrow path

For while you’ll never be
a front page troubled celebrity

you’ll make it to the end

with your self respect intact

unbloodied and unscathed

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