blink

When God blinks…
Rwanda, Darfur ... see genocide,
humans are abandoned,
trust is betrayed,
egos expand.
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tinkled note in space

If you were a tinkled note,
floating though space
imagine resulting melodies,
as you move in harmony,
with others, encountered.

No lesser genius',
Puccini, Verdi or Mozart,
Might imagine the beautiful resonance
peaceful frequencies, tones,
Combined, and
Orchestrated,
by all,
moving together,
in time.
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waiting

When I had no roof,
I made Audacity my roof.
When I had No supper
my eyes dined.
When I had no eyes
I listened.
When I had no ears
I thought.
When I had no thought
I waited.
--R.Pinsky

on the run

Where’d the poetry go
Now so hard to flow
These days with warmth and sun
Before school all we do is run
No longer time to sit in morning gloom
Where winter cold and dark did loom.

singularity

witness genius, on grand piano,
fluttering fluid fingers,
revive Chopin,
minds moved,
to ethereal zones,
by fusion of humanity and machine.
Mr Kurzweil,
The Singularity Is Near?
It might, have been.
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scholastic news

we read that,
wolfpacks are back,
people fear attack,
but aren't they,
for natures sake good,
simplistic to say misunderstood?
it's their way,
we'd like to say,
but it's all so far away...

gangster

MTV, they want to see,
Bums and tummys,
What can ya say,
Sex, isn’t it natures way?

So it’s not so much the skin
That makes my blood thin
it’s the gangsters these days
dangerous games, they plays.

The disrespect, it’s the game,
bigger the threat, the more the fame.
Boys in the hood, with steel in the fist,
Lookin for the trophy, no thought, to the life missed.

deep down, the gangsters a boy,
Still needing love, just playin the toy,
Beneath the image he’s gotta heart
the question is, where do ya start?
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comeback

Oh where have we been?
Absent from poetry, our sin!

We’ve been summoned to the king,
So this poetry we’ll sing.

ambigram

Ambigram is a funny word,
we learned it just today,
while looking at the calendar,
we didn’t know what to say.
In a fancy way they had written Madonna,
so when turned around,
and upside down, we discovered,
when read, we made the same sound.
Then one more -- hurray, for the month of May.

testing

MCASS testing,
is not the besting,
would rather be nesting,
with toy animals and friends.

Last night

Last night I saw an explosion,
It happened in my mind,
While asleep between the covers
The image -- such a lovely find.

Amid expanding light,
And a minor bit of fright
I took the hand of a friend,
Knowing, spirits would ascend.

The light consumed it all
Yes, space and matter did fall,
Then, after the light, so fast
A vibration wave, through all being did pass.

A googol of photons is bright!
From exploding universes, came the light?
But the beauty came,
From the spiritual refrain,
Yes, the resonance of light,
Against the backdrop of life’s driven plight.
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dream

Love, in life, is everything.
Offered a bouquet of colors,
with which to paint one’s way,
experiment,
listen to what the dreams say.

Through the mornings tears,
Be bold,
then laugh,
amid the afternoons fears.

And as moon lights, your breaking bread,
Trust your heart, not just your head.

Stepping lightly, beat by beat,
While tangoing through,
nights summer heat.

All the while, embracing firm,
the body of, lifes loving dream.
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rain

Puddles and plaster,
Such a disaster,
To awake on a rainy day,
Early on in May,
Carefully set out the buckets,
But don’t slip and say f…it,
Instead pour a cup of tea,
smile, it could be worse, you’ll agree.
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all fall

Humpy Dump sat on a wall,
Humpy Dump had a great fall,
All the queens and kings and men
Drove big, big, big, Mercedes Benz.