Category Archives: Poems

I have no need to wait for tomorrow’s bloviation. Inaugural Be Rating A tyrant who rhymes with orange As a bully pulp it A caca phony Of coinages And doing his deed The highest doody In the king dumb Bye … Continue reading →

Some may see God as unnecessary in their search for meaning. I like my spirituality Allah mode. Allah Mode There is plenty Of human kind That lives without God of any owed understanding I AM Never the less Still Quiet … Continue reading →

This poem is based on a Zen story where a conquering general sweeps through towns, and people, like a sword through water. The general eventually comes upon a soul monk practicing a meditative prayer. The general announces himself, “Do you … Continue reading →

A poem honoring the fact that Mother Earth is the source of our wealth. Rooting for Success You may have herd Financial advisors claim Diversification is the key To long term success If only The planet could add This to … Continue reading →

Libertarianism can be self-limiting in many weighs… Libertarian High Weighs My way or the highway Except the highway We don’t do public works projects

Reality gives feedback. If we humans find ourselves stubbornly living outside natural limits, Mother Earth is obliged to complete our will. Obliged Mother Earth obliges The will Of the human race Allowing us To finish First A cross The finish … Continue reading →

Here is a VERY short poem for the holy days. This poem is a tip of the hat to my favorite commentary on prayer from the poet and mystic, Meister Eckhart: “If there were but one prayer, ‘thanks’ would suffice.” … Continue reading →

This poem goes out to all of those whose recognition of climate existential crises is met with denial and minimalizing: Suicidal? Why due you Home in On Mother Earth And existential cry seas Passably reckoning sow You know weigh too … Continue reading →

Do you no who you are? I have found that art helps me resolve this question. Author Author The author of authors In formed me Right what you no The story of you’re life O pen You’re art

I have found that one of the enemies of life is being clenched. Life needs space to flow. Forcing solutions often leads to a somewhat constipated life. Of course, this may be one of the most difficult things in the … Continue reading →

I have found great freedom in being de-institutionalized from a “regular” job, religion, and overly organized endeavors of all sorts. I see institutionalization as a process and infrastructure that routinely trades our highest humanity for stacks of lowest common denominations. … Continue reading →

Each moment begs our attention. That Infinite See Waving Here ye Here ye The present calls That infinite see Waving Just For you Sounding hi and lo As awe hail breaks loose And life surfs The whirled over Anchored in … Continue reading →

A cautionary poem for those who think that they can write history writ large: Realty Pushing Back No won Had Taken Boulder action Than Sisyphus himself Every won Must be Stoned