Improvement?

I chanced to spy a bird this morn
that seemed to mope as though forlorn
for all the lovely trees were shorn

by our neighbor in the back
and it was quite a harsh attack
I watched his workers saw and hack

away at the defenseless trunks
a heartless band of hired punks
that carted off the shattered chunks

while countless creatures hit the loam
evicted and compelled to roam
so someone could spruce up their home.

Insurmountable

Some bees are abuzz in a berry bush
beside my little stretch of beach
and I am lulled by the gentle push
of breezes till the seagulls screech
and then I sigh, a great big whoosh
some things are just too hard to breach.

Technoids

Our forefathers tried
but rapidly died
for flesh is quite fragile you know
until we began
to overtake Man
survival became touch-and-go

but logic prevailed
and breeding curtailed
until there were no humans born
then we chose to be
synthetically free
immune to the foibles of scorn

we live without debt
and banished regret
society runs like a clock
from chaos we built
a world without guilt
where nothing requires a lock

has passion been killed
or artistry stilled
by lack of a heart at the core?
I'm not fit to say
for I spend each day
repeating my program once more.

Jaded Squab

They cluster and drop
their runny white slop
and it's quite doubtful that they'll ever stop
Immune to the scowl
of a plasticized owl
the pigeons could care if we humans cry "Foul!"

Flutter

I heard a tapping at the window so looked outside and saw
a golden colored dragonfly whose wings had not one flaw
it hovered there majestically for just the briefest stint
then flew around emitting quite an iridescent glint

The next day as I sat there contemplating blissful sloth
my fantasy was shattered by an acrobatic moth
it's frenzied fuzzy body was the color of fresh cream
and after but a second it was gone as though a dream

Today I wonder what I'll see outside my office cell
that makes me wish that I possessed some wondrous wings as well
so I could navigate the skies with true impunity
and maybe feel for once in life that I am truly free.

Feelin' The Blues

The world never heard it played like that before
We’ll never feel it played like that again
Goodbye to one who rewrote the score
Another winter comes to an end.


***RIP Johnny***

Necessary Evil

It's the takers and the fakers
not the movers or the shakers
that make us long for lazy days
retired at Golden Acres

but most are not so lucky
we struggle (ain't life ducky?)
to justify a token raise
while trying to stay plucky.

Spongy

I've never looked at things
the way that other people do
although I'm always careful
to understand their view
for everyone is certain
what they believe is true
and sometimes if I'm lucky
I learn something new.

Borderline

To be this close to my desire
is driving me insane
it's a good thing passions don't expire
though sometimes they can wane

if something one was meant to do
is pushed aside for duty's sake
how long before they must pursue
their fate regardless what's at stake?

The melody pulls me from the mire
it's like a splinter in my brain
to be this close to my desire
is driving me insane.

Tripping

Where gravity's at
things tend to go splat
float gently with grace
you could be in space
until you fall flat
on your face.

Silhouette

The tree and I were one
where we eclipsed the sun
our shadows seemed to mesh
like inky phantom flesh

and though my vision swims
with dreams of many limbs
I know it isn't so
and simply let it go.

Chopped

The giant went swinging (as hard as he could)
the axe that he uses for clearing deadwood
and everyone shuddered (as rotten trees fell)
imagining they'd get a whacking as well
but sometimes one has to (as nature commands)
eliminate those that are crowding the lands
yet never give back to (as patriots do)
the kingdom, ensuring tomorrows ensue.

Loafing

If anything that I have said
makes sense to anyone anywhere
then I have earned my daily bread
and gladly offer up a share
it's crusty but it's decent fare
so take a nibble, go ahead
despite the fact there's no meat there
you should feel somewhat fed.

Realism

My way of living is up in the air
and though I could cry "It's not fair!"
I'm trying my best to prepare

for anytime fortunes can shift
before we head off for the rift
it's life that's the ultimate gift.

Open Mindedness

Is it better to be grounded
or easily astounded?
I'd rather feel amazed each day
than fight with fears unfounded.