Life’s Essence We think we’re so smart Yet we really don’t even know what life is Sure you can boil and pipet You can microscope and experiment You can hypothesize, theorize We can discover Oxygen, carbon dioxide, glucose Neurons, mesons, electrical processes DNA that tells us everything Fourteen complex reactions for every photon Processing it…
Tag: Love
Stay
I typically write free verse poetry. I can write the classical styles of poetry, but I’ve just always enjoyed a more free style of writing. Today, though, I had a song going through my head. It was Bruce Springsteen’s “Philadelphia.” I’ve always loved this song, and my favorite part of it is the captivating and…
Perched
I hope everyone is enjoying their 4th of July. I’m going to keep it short today so as not to distract from the celebrations. 🙂 Perched It must be nice to be a bird Always able to change your perspective Always able to fly over obstacles Always seeing from above Like love
The Stone
I follow a blog here on Word Press entitled “Walking with a Smacked Pentax.” It’s a fascinating blog written by James Elkington. He walks about the lands of Scotland, Northern England, and Wales taking photographs and telling stories of the areas he is photographing. It’s a great blog and I think I love it most…
The Throne
The Throne You know I could drone on like the typical sad poet But then I thought, “today I don’t have to do that at all” Yes there is darkness, evil, and ugliness But there is also light, good, and beauty I get to choose which one to focus on Even in the…
Outside
Outside Im glad to hear children playing outside Their laughter permeating all walls and barriers Breaking through the barricades Tearing down the bleak tirades Of shortening days and greater distances Greater distances that must be spanned With great tenacity, greater veracity All contained within the sounds of children laughing I place my head on…
Shadows on the Parking Lot
Shadows on the Parking Lot I walk along during the late afternoon The sun still high enough to make it like mid-day The geometric shapes of shadows line the bay They have changed But yet they still are patterns I wonder why all these patterns All these equations All these predictabilities Come from One Who…
Sensing
Sensing I have sensed the poetic Yet I have yet to engage it That delight seems to flit around in great whimsy and flight When I try to approach it with determination and might It surely just whisps away Or possibly I might squash it like an annoying ant Under the padding of my thumb…
Alight
Alight I’m ready to float right out of this universe Alight onto another Far more distant than this one Yet closer than the breath of my lungs I breathe the same air as the warlords, the bright ones That spread love and peace and happiness and battle The ones that make their swords all rattle…
Philosophia
Philosophia It seems I’m always trying to write the greatest poem The world has ever seen Yet to me that is quite ironically impossible When I know what nothing means This postmodern world is a quagmire Of needs and wants and thoughts But no one knows the reason Why for anything at all we’ve…
Borderlands
Borderlands I sense a great chaos Churning and turning Roaring and buzzing Multiple ideas, and thoughts Lies and truths Swirling in a great pandemonium All within the confines of my mind An entire universe of universes Trapped within the rind Of a cantaloupe I am about to burst asunder Spilling all of this new…
