Category Archives: poetry revision

Reality Sonnet From Photo

All the realities that we enjoy
Are merely some thin projections’ shadow:
What’s seen by us are visions we deploy
From the base existences that we know

The concrete reality that we see
From gentle breezes to birds & buildings
Are things that are & things we just believe
Existence is consciousnesses’ gildings

While it is painfully obvious that

There is an external reality

Within which we are all totally trapped

Without beliefs is falls to frailty

Here I have spent some time meditating

On the nature of truth: start berating

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Evolutionary Paradise



So Paradise is inevitable

All the good books guarantee pure subjects

These encourage actions desirable

But are the facts science seems to reject

Perhaps we are just fortunate primates

Filling evolutionary niches

We are the best versions of the bonobo apes

Plying tools and speech into our riches

Personally the stories of heaven

Attract me because stories always do

Dense carbohydrates of life they leaven

(Even if they are not remotely true)

If you’re looking for heaven’s paradise

Enjoy today, that’s my only advice

No Heart



Heart Transplant Dreams Die

A Black man died in Georgia

With no opportunity

Lived the short life of soldiers

& died in iniquity

 

His bold imagination

Took him to a life of wealth

Though his realization

Did not let him keep his health

 

He wanted thug life glamour:

All men’s fear and women’s love

For this “respect” he’d clamour

But true fate gave him a shove

 

Young men live “wealthy dream”

But die when it’s not what it seems


http://www.nydailynews.com/news/crime/ga-teen-donated-heart-dead-crime-spree-cops-article-1.2169324

Jose Ortega y Gasset Meets Ice T

I’m glad American’s are doing well

And we keep accumulating things

I believe this is a marvelous Hell

That we can buy such so many belongings

The toys & luxuries of the Pharaohs  

Available to sisters & brothers

Wealth & pride of material composed

These “things” that separate us  from “others”*

We now have wealth’s magic appliances

Walls festooned with numbing moving paintings

Gadgets & trinkets of alliances

Made between us & power’s restrainings

All “the [simple] comforts we demanded

[Are now] mandatory” & commanded

Opinion in Terza Rima



I am wondering

Whether opinions

Improve anything

They’re Hellish miñons

These thoughts we cherish:

Evil’s champions

Thoughts we should nourish

Are suffocated

Vacuum nightmarish 

Our thoughts sedated

By self-righteous “truths”

“Justice” debated

We discuss our proofs

Sanctimonious 

Justifying grooves

For life copious 

Others will suffer

Proofs commodious 

Justify buffers

Selfish opiates

Numb us to others

Loser’s Choice



You get to select your poison

Which horror is your preference?

Public death, headline emblazoned

Common death, little awareness?

Atomized over the French Alps

Unpredictability sung

Life distilled to some Facebook scalps

New’s research: Internet wrung?

Or laying bleeding between cars

Part of cost of modernity 

One of life’s little human scars

Die for Right-Now’s eternity?

Which death is more tragic to you

Public pity: alone & true?

Spring Snow Unwanted



Sometime in April under some black crust

This winter’s last filthy snow’ll liquidate 

No flowers can obscure this world at rust

Snow’s death & decay commemorate

Spring will unleash the green harpies of youth

Fighting out of future switches, blossoms

Adorn ev’ry curling muddy shoot

To which the superficial’ll say: awesome

But as my personal shadows lengthen

I miss the frigid hassles of my youth

Tribulations’ texture made me strengthen:

Learned surviving, becoming astute

Beautiful winter recedes to black muck

Which, if you live long enough, you’ll call luck