Tuesday, December 18, 2012

Across to The Peloponnese By James Welch

 sending prayers to those victims and their families...peace!

A decent man died today,
No one knows how things come in his way.
He died today at ten past three,
the final tick of the soccer match.
Shepherds complained of a winter wind,
the butcher laid down his lamb.
Some mothers say he was a poet,
he wrote stunning ones on rare paper
about-you see, almost everything, silver or gold,
the poems that were eloquently foreign.
Flies walk against the windowpane.
Dogs bark, restless themselves
that the Aegean mocks mourners
gathered in his room.
Nobody knows how he passed away
or why-he always gets up at 7 o'clock,
he occupied no relatives or criminals way
of throw himself against the rock.
Fishermen had their boats shine
along the shore against the Peloponnese,
In Montana, women are certain
Greece tease herself, not the Turks.


Tuesday, December 4, 2012

Chalkley Cameron (from The New Spoon River Poetry)

If the Declaration of Independence
is the soul of the Constitution,
Why can you never get a court
to test ordinance and laws
by the inalienable right of the pursuit of happiness?
Here was I, a young lawyer with my first case,
Attacking an ordinance of Spoon River
which forbade the ballet.
and arguing that it was void because it interfered
with the pursuit of happiness.
Well, the judges smiled at me,
And the crowd hoated me,
And I did not have to friend but my client,
And some of the ballet girls,
and I faded out for shame!

Wednesday, November 28, 2012

Vacation By Kay Ryan

It would be pleasant to walk
in stone henge or other places
that have rocks arranged on the
basis of a plan, or plans
inscrutable to modern man;
to wonder in sheep pastures
or simply set on top Peruvian grit;
to gaze up at incisors
no conceivable jaw could fit;
to stretch to be ignorant enough,
scoured to a clean vessel
as pure as the puzzle, vestal
to a mystery involving people,
but without the heat of people.

Tuesday, November 20, 2012


Cats dance,
paw printing,
all catalogs
showing them
what make sense,
But these are
special acts
on pets such as Pat,
Kate, Anne, and Matt.
While some of the
cats look at
catalogs, we know
other cats go
mouse touching,
they get online
and meow via
skype at
dogs on the
other side of
the world, they become
dog's friend
and bring odds
to the house..
that's the worst
of that...

Thursday, November 15, 2012


what did we do to one another
that now we are as the Gods,
who are in charge of different states
but think in our wise heads
that mine maybe better than yours,
or I shall deminish the other to dominate,
Don't you know that the universe is big
too big to exclude anyone
and it's foolish to think criminal thoughts
while enjoyinh one's freedom of differring voices.
Be proud of your own associations,
Let others fly ahead, behind, above, or below you,
Latent flight can be managed to validate your focus.

Thursday, November 8, 2012

Poem for Jan By Joseph Bruchac

seeking the words
     as wings seek the lift of a wind
     the thought of your laughter
     to lift me over the rooftops...

But you drift away
     with the long ago summer

And I stand here, getting older
award as a wading heron
     forever looking back
     over his stooped shoulder.

Friday, November 2, 2012

Ameshalee: For A. S.


Today, I'm dull, dull like a bull,
The lights have gone out of me:
My hunger for words becomes a gull,
Taxing about the gruesome sea.

Saturday, October 27, 2012

Haiku on Water


 A drop of round dew
at the garden unfolding.
Gems of love renew.
Quiet while being cooked,
Melt tea leaves, form a smell,
Tasty, yummy, hot.
No shape, not fixed,
Rain down near the window sill,
Free flow of safe will.

Thursday, October 18, 2012

The Shopping Experiences at Walmart, Food Pryamid, and 7-Eleven!

 Ao'Er'Ma In China

 Jenny Matlock : Alphabe-Thursday Letter V    Very personal choices 

Travelers, students, single men crowd the corner store,
while family folks drive their cars
all the way to walmart or other big mart,
They push, and look,
They carry a long list of items,
and pile the carrier with fruits, books,
a store shall not open just for emergency,
because it may go bankrupt in some day,
Quick stop store by gas station is cool,
but they cannot help you
with major home shopping need,
we love 7-11 because they sell maps,
and easy to help with gas at traveling stops,
we need variations
to satisfy our Very Personal expectations.
Walmart is good
especially if there is one in your locale neighborhood,
I visit Walmart 3 to 5 times each week,
The speed to pick up what I need
is simply unbeatably great.


How Can You Think that Everyone Is Me, One Only? Be Normal, Blog For Fun!


Verses are vital,
encouragements are welcome,
vote for a victory.
none can manage all
unless you are a witch,
I'm not alone, you see.
more than one thousand
poets, believe their existence,
think normal thinking.

 Image Credit: Google.com

Saturday, October 13, 2012

Theory, The-ory, Th-eo-ry, or Theo-ry? A Soldier's Wonders!


 Thursday Short Story Slam Week 29: Dramas and Freedom

The sky is grey,
Carrying my gun on my shoulder,
with flowers,
I silently pray,
Wishing for a good luck on my
next functional hours.
Daily, I fly war jets,
Shoot or drop killing bombs,
No time to relax through networks,
Heavy bullets always remain close to my arms.
Midnight, I dream,
Home, girl friend, comrade,
My bedroom is the same,
i smile until I wake up,
Knowing that reality
and fate may need a debate.