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Transientness

In inevitabiliy, life, poem, poetry on December 16, 2011 at 1:18 pm

Embracing the world,
moving through a universe of possibilities.
Existing without proof of our creation,
even though our death is assured.
Our fate unknown,
we pray to gods we cannot see or know.
Operating on faith that tomorrow will come…
for us.

A little man

In poem, poetry on December 14, 2011 at 11:47 am

A little man sat on the lawn,
sat staring back at me.
I asked him, this little man,
why do you look at me?

He cocked his head
and looked me in the eye.
I look at you in askance, dear,
and wonder why you are.

I’ve never seen your likes before,
perhaps may ne’er again.
I cannot discern a purpose
nor see a reason why
a creature such as you exists,
perhaps you don’t at all!

Look here, I said,
‘tis you that shouldn’t be!
There you sit upon the stead
And question who I am.

I am, I think, therefore I am
There is a logic there
But you, thou little wretch, can never be,
so question me no more!

Silently he gazed at me
while time passed slowly by
yet, soon enough he answered
the charges I had plied.

I am precisely who I am,
I think therefore I am.
I live my life in fullness,
the same as any man.

But you question your existence
You wonder who you are.
So full of doubt, I wonder,
if you live your life at all!

See here, I cried,
and sought to scold this fool,
yet when I looked upon the lawn
I saw he wasn’t there.

And so I sat upon the lawn
in silence and with dread,
perhaps the little man was right.
And in reflection wonder,

am I here at all?

Typical Monday

In Uncategorized on December 5, 2011 at 10:31 am

Typical Monday.

I feel motivated to do something meaningful, to write something worthwhile, but I don’t have a clue as to what… much less where to begin.

I suppose I should concentrate on my work, but my students are all on task and none need any help right now.

I’ve eaten my usual bowl of reasonably high fiber cereal soaked in my guilty pleasure of chocolate soy milk. I try to kick start my brain with heart palpitating, double strength coffee, but it only grows cold as I linger over it trying to seek solace in it.

The weather outside is making the point that winter, such as it is here in Houston, is finally upon us. I stare out the window at the grey skies. Even the rain is indecisive, vacillating between a light drizzle and the occasional sudden downpour.

Existence seems to be on hold while some feckless god decides what will become of it.

And in the midst of it I sit, staring at a blank screen, trying to will words upon it.

The only thing I seem capable of generating is melancholic poetry… so I guess the morning isn’t a total loss.

moments of time

In haiku, poem, poetry, time on December 5, 2011 at 9:18 am

moments of time shimmer in the distance
out of reach
they call to us