Dream Gravity

Sleeping body

soul untethered

in such freedom

I’m too gathered.

 

Dream is a path—

requires no feet

floating story

left incomplete.

 

Even in a nap

dreams are practice

to connect to

this life’s atlas.

highlinebricksSo much depends

on the sleep’s time

of day or night

the quanta “I’m.”

Spinning Circles

coinmotion

 

 

 

 

The young the old

the middle age.

Income—expense

in wallets’ wage.

 

We all design

the world’s spreadsheet.

But just enough

won’t make ends meet.

 

The socialists,

the me-di-awe.

They exchange lists

of need and law.

 

Society

will pay the price.

Prosperity

in fire and ice.

Inspired by this blog post:

www.thebillfold.com/maybe-we-should-start-diverting-social-security-to-millennials3495513461c8#.ajrfgh187

Aqua Pura

water3-5-16

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

a pure liquid

holy water

an artesian

alma mater

 

evaporate

oh oxygen

gas rises out

of hydrogen

 

this substance has

efficiency

it bathes all with

proficiency

 

love it use it

drip drip drip drip

in water flows

relationship

Leftover Why?

 

taxmarch16

 

 

 

 

Year of numbers

day of the weak

count money all

in close critique.

 

Minimum wage.

Maximum cost.

Moderate gains.

Measured and lost.

 

The whole has left

its parts of sum

to right align

with new income.

 

Cells divided.

Reached attainder.

The last question?

A remainder.

Relative IT

Tesla

 

 

 

 

 

 

Eerie action

at a distance

compound fraction

coexistence.

**    **    **    **

Inaction is

logistical

to poet’s pen

amystical.

***    ***    ***   ***

Dependent on

prevailing mood

single neutron

and science pseud.

****    ****    ****    ****

Entanglement:

Where love meets fate

as episodes

accelerate.

 

NOTE: This poem is based on two recent incidents where roses and tea were key players in scenarios that I must describe as magic! The month of February in the year of 2016 has been extraordinary—and there is still a Leap Year Day on the horizon. It can only mean more magic…and I wish it for all who happen to read these words…yes, YOU.

Ancient Linen

 Carbon data

in aging test

tells for certain

what year she dressed.

 

But not the who

of that woman’s

so long ago

neckline, bosoms.

 

Metal necklace…

still in the tomb?

And her earrings?

What of her womb?

 

Dressed or naked

life she lived well

back when time’s weave

was parallel.

 

NOTE: The dress someone wore a long time ago was in the news:

http://www.hexapolis.com/2016/02/20/the-oldest-surviving-dress-was-made-some-5000-years-ago-in-egypt/

linenA weave of modern linen.

Photo by jk1991.
Stock photo – Image ID: 100363725

TRANsymbolATE

“TRANSymboLATE”

and

Hello, new word

and new style poem

I’ve come to take

your numbers home.

1111 1111 1111 1111

Through love of fours

in stanza sets

and patterned rows

I forgive debts.

2222 2222 2222 2222

Use of quanta

stating logic

gives rise to play

with symbolic.

3333 3333 3333 3333

Mind traveling

off course I’ve veered

to code-create

what’s very weird.

4444 4444 4444 4444

….so here’s the poem::::

1 + = …………………………….One Plus Equals

3, #, #s ………………………….Three sharp numbers

2 + 4 & …………………………..two plus four and

@ . ………………………………..at period

1 & ………………………………..one ampersand

% ^ ……………………………….Percent carat

“ + ‘ ………………………………..quote and quoted

( ) …………………………………parentheses

? ~ ………………………………..question floated

$ $ …………………………………Dollar money

` — — ……………………………..accent dash dash

_ 6 ………………………………….underscore six

\ / ………………………………….front and back slash

{ } …………………………………Curly braces

; ……………………………………semi-colon

-, — ………………………………..minus, hypen

[ ……………………………………bracket open

 

NOTE: This was written on January 8 and held back because it was submitted to a publication. Since it was rejected, I am free to place it here. Since then, this fascinating article came into my reality:

http://www.medium.com/@neuroecology/punctuation-in-novels-8f316d542ec4#.3dm0ny97h

Well…I loved this article so much! Imagine this: heat maps of punctuation turning into art!

 

anni VERSE are

IMG-20110925-00124

 

 

 

 

 

 

in cherry pies

in fishing boats

in housefly eyes

in Einstein quotes

 

out of the truth

out of the trash

out of the tooth

out of the trance

 

of wonderment

of taking charge

of government

of living large

 

surrounding in

surrounding of

resounding out

rebounding love

 

NOTE: Inspired by the post of J.S. Lamb on www.medium.com February 14, 2016

medium.com/@jimlamb_18748/sunday-meditation-11-14660cca8fbb#.o0anupk8n

 

Quality of…

life. Today I said,

“Time for things old,

new.” So I walked

toward unforetold

 

pink, green…a hue.

One never seen

on Earth as yet,

a whole new mean.

 

At pre-sunset

it hung in air

low, up a tree

clear, bright, wave, clair.

 

To innovate

be a cheater!

Right a poem with

all wrong meter.

IMG_3163NOTE: Today I wanted to see a color “never seen before on Earth.” So when I went out on a walk, I saw pepper berries hanging on a tree. The time was pre-sunset and I thought I’d try to capture a new color with the fuzzy pink berry out of focus against the green leaf to create some new version of color “never seen before on Earth.” These crazy poems…I’m not sure why I write them! It’s just that I love life–especially when out for a walk.

Yo Gravity

 

 

gravityearthPhoto by Danilo Rizzuti. 

 

You Gravity,

We Dig Your Grave

To Give You Rest…

Long May You Wave.

You Held Us Down!

You Held Us Back!

Because Of You

We’ve Suffered Lack!

Your Mystery

Still Plays A Part–

Your Concept Needs

A New Pi Chart.

Your Force Owes Us

Apology

As Now We Post

This Eulogy.