Foragers

How tenuous our gift of Time becomes
when polished eyes are focused on the void;
around our spinning speck The Cosmos hums
with energies that dwarf what we've employed
to mechanize our quaint symposiums,
where we determine how much we have learned
from gazing at the endless suns beyond
and sifting through the meager light returned
like ants that search for crumbs among the dust
or other forms of life (of which they're fond).
Survival of the colony's a must
requiring a constant food supply;
our ignorance can never dim our lust
for that will be the day we surely die.

Cold War Lessons

We must gauge our rebellious designs
by how much we're willing to blur the lines
for no treaty will cover the cost
of war and all the bodies lost
from triggering treacherous mines
that lurk beneath the frost.

Shattered

I watch the water gushing down the curb
and tiptoe, as I wouldn't dare disturb
the funeral march in which there are submersed
some tiny bubbles on their way to burst.

Subject

It's all too perfect, doesn't anyone see?
The moon is too round, modeled for symmetry
Earth tilts, enabling the seasons,
Even our primary star is benign.

Do sculptors deem life impossible to imbue
In clay or marble, caressing the sinew
With passion but never with reasons?
Creators seldom share their grand design.

Holes

Isn't our tolerance epic these days?

Crime is on the rise, morality decays

Equality has been such a positive trend!

We're equally lost on a slope without end

Our leaders have acted with proper accord.

They've led us to spend what we couldn't afford

The future we're fashioning looks rather sweet!

The fate of the meek is to feed the elite.


***Did you see how much taxpayers spent on donuts and coffee alone for the leeches in Washington? If that seems excessive just imagine what they spend elsewhere for things the rest of us have to pay for out of pocket, while telling the public to tighten their belts.***

Intoxication

Just like fine wine
good things take time
so fashion each line
into something sublime
and may your vessel always brim
with wonderment in every whim.

Crank

Today's the kind of day
where everyone is in the way
and everything they say
is really grating

I should've stayed in bed
and pulled the covers overhead
it would've been, instead
less irritating.

Downtrod

Every clod has a bit
of earthy wisdom
you can see it in their sun bleached eyes

the weathered rows
they tend to fill
reveal how deep their duty lies

the gold they seek
will gild their grain
but cannot estimate their worth

they'll never covet
or condemn
another much more verdant berth.

Axiomatic

Pain is somewhat fleeting
regret can last your life
so never dodge competing
for fear you'll feel the knife

Greed can seem fulfilling
when you think your rank increased
but doesn't feel as thrilling
when you're the one who's fleeced

Lust becomes exciting
when they quiver at your touch
but when it fuels indicting
mmmmaybe not so much

Time can be revealing
if we take a tick to see
the truth that we're concealing
released will set us free

Life is worth affording
should you have the change to spare
but really gets rewarding
when you're broke and just don't care.

Motivation

Disciples of sloth are content
that no undue effort is spent;
in terms of advancing the race—
you must scratch before you can dent

and grovel to garner some grace;
kneel right down and press your face
against a boot that won't relent
and then desire sets the pace.

Benched

This season's been a streak of defeats
and clumsiness from clogged up cleats
perhaps I need a different approach
like bringing in a better coach
to oust the current loser *grin*
and maybe usher in a win.

Procession

In two days Summer's slated to begin
though I can feel it drawing to a close
as gravity influences my grin
pulling with the weight of worldly woes.

The solstice disappeared so long ago
like rocks serenely skipped across a lake
the first few hops are certainly a show
whose wonders get submerged beneath the ache

a nagging pain that doesn't fully heal
despite the pleasant weather Fall can bring
because we know that Winter's all too real
regardless how eternal hope may spring.

Entanglement

Today my security started to ebb
when I noticed a spider had spun a big web
and that it sat eyeing me, creepily still,
the thought of it touching me gave such a chill

that I sprang into action in search of some spray
with which to bombard my eight legged prey
found WD-40, well I guess that'll do
I pushed down the plunger and watched the stuff spew

releasing so much that it started to drip
but it seemed to negate the arachnoid grip
and as soon as it rapidly rappelled to the floor
I fiercely crushed it into a smear of gore

then I felt guilty for harming that bug
I honestly never was hurt by one
but all I could do was shamefully shrug
can we ever defend why our wars are begun?

Amnesty

A massive rush of mortality
has left me mortified
before I feast on finality
I’d like to say I tried
to live;

I’m not in search of sympathy
but strive for synthesis
despite intense antipathy
I found the key to bliss—
Forgive.

Boundaries II

We all have things we have to pick
and things we have to pass
hopefully the former isn't your nose
and the latter is not from your ass.