COMPANIONS, POEMS

OLD PARADIGM                           NEW PARADIGM

                 

‘Old’ and ‘New” are                         ‘New’ met with ‘Old’

as different as                                   and let the court

what I once had                               out its justice

and what he has.                             and time’s export.

Experience                                      The truth unpacked

once booked is done                        in last report

the audience                                    does honor good

felt yin yang yawn.                            and beauty sort.

It’s passed, it’s past                           Dark matter now

it’s daily gone                                     sings tones of gray

it’s weight can’t last.                           as sun of light

It’s anti — non!                                   lets fabric fray.

This poem now ends                          Pick up a thread

but not before                                     and prep a weave

this word called love                           new paradigm

gives balm to lore.                              is you. Believe.

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To CIR, With Love*

Co-rotating

Interaction

Region of the

Unifaction.

 

As we orbit…

.Alone. .Alone.

It’s time to play

With the unknown.

 

Or join a class

Where students learn

To take the y

Away from yearn.

 

Close Intimate

Relationship

No longer ties

Two at the hip.

 

*NOTE: Every night before I sleep, I check http://www.spaceweather.com to see how fast the solar wind is moving and to learn new things before losing sweet consciousness. Last night the makers behind that website wrote about a Co-rotating Interaction Region, or CIR. I loved this because earlier in the day, I watched the movie “To Sir, With Love” on the TCM channel. A classic about education and human interaction. Now here’s the magic: I have been doing some personal writing about Close, Intimate Relationship. Another CIR acronym of great use. So, the ideas of “Sir” and CIR met and shook hands–in my imagination and this poem is the result. It had to be published on my blog today because there is a 45 percent chance of a geomagnetic storm today. And it is due to the fact that a CIR is about to enter Earth’s magnetic field.

What’s in YOUR magnetic field today, my friends?

The photo was taken on June 2, 2015 in Michigan. There are four birds in the sky, the sun of course, one unexplained curvature of light and one unexplained dot of light. The tree? I’ll leave it to explain itself.

 

 

A Poem, A Love

Poem, you love you.

Let’s form a queue!

“I love you, poem.

You love me, two.”

 

What happens in

a relation

ship as two do

cocreation?

 

They walk in lines,

footprint stanzas

over rainbows

leaving Kansas.

 

What quency free

in sonance res

ends up a poem?

When poet says!

 

  A, A Love Poem

A Love A Poem

A Love Poem A

Love Poem A A

Who?

Hoo?

Hu?

H?