POEM: Out Figuring

Posted on June 20, 2026 by Top Pun

Not figuring, it out, is the way to transcendence…

Out Figuring

He had
Along tried
Too figure
Figuring
It out
Such surpassing subjects
And subjectivity
Soully to become
A transcendent figure

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POEM: A Hole Life of “have to”

Posted on June 19, 2026 by Top Pun

One of my favorite “watch anytime” movies is Parenthood. One of the many quotable quotes is: My whole life is “have to” [movie clip here]. In my spiritual dyslexia, I reverse this quote into: My whole life is vacation. For those not retired, you can substitute: My whole life is vocation — where “vocation” is a passionately good thing. This poem is a reflection on the suckiness of living a whole life of “have to.”

A Hole Life of “have to”

Q: Do you really have to go?
A: My whole life is “have to.”
–from the movie, Parenthood

Weave got to
Stop meting like this
No’ing know other way
Wear necessity
Seams like frayed
Of sew sew much
Wanting, wanting, wanting
One thing
If only
Amor then halve two
If lonely
Life whir
Rather craven
A flee for awe
Just
Whatever
May be
Soully walking a way
That fine lyin’
Wear awe of life is taken
Wear less is amor

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POEM: Fallow Fields?

Posted on June 18, 2026 by Top Pun

In case you didn’t notice, there is a lot going on. Of course, allot of a tension is paid to all of the fighting. Less attention is directed behind the seeings. I am a big fan of the Gandhi saying: “First they ignore you; then they laugh at you; then they fight you; then you win.” There is a lot happening in what people often ignore, plus in the stuff that people ridicule. This poem is a reflection on the quiet a lot of stuff happening where very few are even looking…

Fallow Fields?

They dis regarded them
As fallow fields
Unknowing
That see’ds germinate
Sum times
Spore radically
After a thousand years
Taken to places
Where few can fallow

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POEM: May the Bus Man Win – Owed to Trump and His Netanyahu

Posted on June 17, 2026 by Top Pun

This poem is a reflection on the spoiler role that Israeli Prime Minister Netanyahu may play in the tenuous U.S.-Iran memorandum of understanding to end the war in the middle east. This poem focuses on what mat be the only reason this doesn’t happen: Donald Trump’s lifelong penchant to throw long-time allies under the bus, even number two’s. In this disregard, may Trump stick to his lack of character…

May the Bus Man Win – Owed to Trump and His Netanyahu

When number one
Metes number two
Thirst a pissing match
Then
The shit
Hits the fan, boy
The bus man
Takes
A second
And throne under
Throws down
As ever be for
Hymn self
In won flush
And his deep-seated faux
Pain the accost
As all is fare
In lovin’ war

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POEM: Star Base – Owed to a Base Star [Elon Musk]

Posted on June 16, 2026 by Top Pun

Elon Musk, the first trillionaire — in the dollared universe — now owns more than 46% of humans on earth. Hear a word from this barred…

Star Base – Owed to a Base Star [Elon Musk]

A king dumb to his own
He flailed to under stand
The deference between
Totality and unity
A hedge-mon
High on his own
Supply
That Elon Musk
And down win
Extincts
In the stench
Of wealth
The highest rank
Of any hominid

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POEM: Inter Generational

Posted on June 15, 2026 by Top Pun

The foolishness of this age cannot recognize the intergenerational nature of our struggles for social justice. May we hold true with patience and steadfastness to causes that are larger than our own lifespans…

Inter Generational

We dwell
In an age
Of expediency
Rapt in sentries owed
Wisdom
Dead
Ever sow
Slight
And out right
A fence
Keeping
At arms
Length
Of a man’s daze
Unable to abide
Beyond won’s own life
Hour generation
Of that narrow marrow
Of what kin do
And due we get
Means
And ends
That madders
And love lies
Wearing on us
Troubled soles
Sow trying
To walk the walk
A loan
Forging ahead
Until carried out
A torch
Passing on

 

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POEM: Cage Fight™

Posted on June 14, 2026 by Top Pun

Nothing says American dream like cage fight. A poem for the occasion…

Cage Fight™

Nothing like
A cage fight
Too celebrate
An owed man’s birthday
And independence daze
Awe the wile
The hole nation
Cries “Out”
What’s the deal?!
Bigger cages?!
Longer chains?!
Only able to take
Sow much free dumb

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POEM: Nested Ever More

Posted on June 14, 2026 by Top Pun

Being able to see through the commonplace misapprehension of what comprises being a winner or being a loser can make awe the difference…

Nested Ever More

There are victories, nested within, victories within victories, ever more, victorious.

No won
Is the boss of me
I am
Nested ever more
A mist that which might
Not be
Helled
Buy sum people
That fake
Lord
Over other people
That ruler
Measured by no won
And when in
The shit
Possessing soul
Know how
To blossom
And when out of won’s tree
More than fly

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POEM: Just Encase

Posted on June 13, 2026 by Top Pun

In case you are having one of those days…

Just Encase

In case
You didn’t know
It was open
And shut
The fuck up

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POEM: The Goods

Posted on June 12, 2026 by Top Pun

Simplify.

The Goods

Is it even passible
To get
Enough
Goods, goods, goods
When a singular good
Would be amor
Then enough

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POEM: True Lies

Posted on June 11, 2026 by Top Pun

This poem is a reflection on the laziest form of humanity, demonizing enemies, to oppress and kill large swathes of peoples around planet earth…

True Lies

Q: Have you ever killed anyone?
A: Yeah, but they were all bad.
–from the movie, True Lies

In the beginning
There was chaos
And ever sense
In order
To make right right, right?
That witch is left
Seeing won
An other
With demon eyes
They were all bad
They were all all bad

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POEM: Get, The Memo

Posted on June 10, 2026 by Top Pun

Apparently, the Disruptor-in-chief IS the bomb…

Get, The Memo

Did you get
Get
Get
The memo
“Blowing things up”
Is no longer a metaphor

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POEM: Anew Day

Posted on June 10, 2026 by Top Pun

May you have a wonder filled day. NOTE: If you wonder how your day filled up so fast, you are welcome to start your day over at any time…

Anew Day

Birds sing anew
In the mourn breaking
A bit free from yesterday
That holy weigh
Light lifting
Fresh heir
At awe that passes
The presence
Giving
Rise to the future

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POEM: Wore No More

Posted on June 8, 2026 by Top Pun

I in tend to study war no more forever…

Wore No More

Along with the sword
I laid down the gauntlet
Wore no more
I proffer a challenge
In efface of know more death
Wear peace is the weigh
Knot arms upon arms
And armor upon amor

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POEM: Black Pill Shooters

Posted on June 7, 2026 by Top Pun

Last Fall, I wrote this poem about mass shooting incidents in America. I didn’t expect the impetus for publishing it would be a mass shooting blocks from my house, and during the best neighborhood festival around. I consider Toledo and the Old West End where I live to be a hidden jewel in the Midwest. I still do. Unfortunately, we can’t expect to dodge the decay of American society. Sadly, this poem, written many months before, is a little too spot on…

Black Pill Shooters

Ever there is a shooting
We want to no
Why, why, why
Such why’s guise
In a post, post, post modern
Asinine nation
In deep, deep, deep
Alien nation
Sow so-so wanting normal
De-fault a la mode
Taken too extremes
Red pill
Angry and aggrieved
Blue pill
Depressed and unbelieved
When as a madder of fact
Depressingly taken
Buy black pills
That don’t work
Or have sects
But accost allot
To every won unconcerned
Or what does it mean
Too be a man
Drug threw life
To knot no a preyer
Where awe is
Game
Gamer
Gamiest
Too high
Heaven
Or low
Be helled
As everything aloud
Delivering affront page knews to us
And them, and soully then, silence
There is only one quest in
What is there, too a void
There is a pill for that
As main lyin’
Nihilism
Leveling the plain feeled
Accept the pitch, black
Why hole down yourself
Too purely won pill
Such as red pill or blue pill
Why not get down with that black pill
Mix every color together
And somehow void
That crappy rainbow
And what due you get?
Won pill too rule none
No holes barred
Why, why, why is everybody
Up in arms
A bout
Shoot, who cares any amor
As life turns out
I am munition

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POEM: A Singular View – Owed to No Won Ails

Posted on June 7, 2026 by Top Pun

After realizing what the world calls being a “winner”, I find myself, happy to be a “loser.”

A Singular View – Owed to No Won Ails

For awe
My hope
And transcendent ambition
I could not altar the whirled
Still
I found myself
Taking it
Awe in
Having bequeathed
After awe this time
Just
A show no won wants to see
My bearing
The fruit of an other labor
As a mass
A singular view

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POEM: Voices in the Wilderness

Posted on June 6, 2026 by Top Pun

The center of gravity of the body politic might kill US. To a void, such a grave situation, we need clarion voices in the wilderness…

Voices in the Wilderness

They temped to silence the voices
In the wilderness
Wile in craven desperation
They sot
Infamous ends
Wanton means
Leading
To black swan songs
A grave abet
Annihilating the wilderness
Itself
Murder-suicide

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POEM: Landed Gentry

Posted on June 5, 2026 by Top Pun

A poem about the owner class…

Landed Gentry

If you have
Ever
Whined and dined
A bout
Finding good renters
Or managing your property
The hassles of being
A land lord
I can soully proclaim
The gentry have landed

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POEM: I of the Storm

Posted on June 4, 2026 by Top Pun

Perhaps my greatest intrigue in the life of the Buddha is reflected in this poem…

I of the Storm

Buddha, a Bodhisattva, remained in Enlightenment – the “Great Compassion” – forestalling Nirvana – “blowing out” – to help end the suffering of others.

For near eternity
I was planted
At the center of the whirled
Still
I extended my hand
Into the temp-est of awe
With such gust, oh, gust, oh
Gust
My won hand is slapped
The soul sound of victory

NOTE: The “sound of one hand clapping” is one of the more famous Zen koans, a paradox to be meditated upon that is used to train Zen Buddhist monks to abandon ultimate dependence on reason and to force them into gaining sudden intuitive enlightenment.

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POEMS: Haves and Halve Knots

Posted on June 3, 2026 by Top Pun

I wish the world was divided merely in half, instead of haves and have nots. Even sow, I gladly caste my allot with the poor…

Haves and Halve Knots

How did we get
In two this mess
Divorced from won
An other
Torn as under
And how due wee
Get out!
As knot unraveled
I proffer to
Caste my allot
With the poor
As a pose to the haves
And halve knots
A cut above the wrest

NOTE: the last two lines refer to the cutting of the Gordian knot, a metaphor for a complex, intractable problem that seems impossible to solve. The phrase comes from the Greek legend where Alexander the Great cut an intricate knot with his sword, demonstrating an unexpected solution to a seemingly unsolvable problem.

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