it is confusing…

who’s the funniest clown we know
clarabell
oh no
think of the white house show
so it couldn’t be
clarabell
tho
his feet are big
there’s no stout tummy
and we most certainly
could do without
the chu
chu
chump
who has fuzzy-wuzzy hair
clarabell
oh no
though
it’s partly red
but mostly bare
tis not clarabell
but
since the day
that he was born
he’s
honked
and
honked
and
honked
his horn

is you stupid or what…

the brown bag prophet
said
that
he was
having
difficulty
understanding
how
people
could continue
to suggest
that
we
the public
should give
the new president
time
to learn
his job
he said
recall
that
we refer
to this nation
as
the ship of state
so
would you
get on
an ultramodern ship
or
a stealth fighter
with
someone
who’s never
captained
anything
but
a dilapidated
bankrupt
rowboat
or
world war I
hand cranked
russian
biplane
especially
when
it’s
already
begun to
spiral
out of control
into
the mouth
of
an active
worldwide volcano

commitment…

i asked aunt bea
how she
and
my uncle
stayed married so long
and
how she managed
to care for him
just before his death
aunt bea
said
child
it’s like
having a garden
you have to
tend to it
if you
ever
want life’s fruit
the earth has to be cultivated
like a lover and friend
long before the seeds
enter the earth
once there
like vows said
the gardening
begins in earnest
you see
a garden
ain’t like eden
lots tears and sweat
are necessary
to keep the weeds down
and
the soil suitable
for life
not
only to sprout
but
to grow well
all the while
you have to keep
an eye out
since plants
don’t need
the same thing
so you gotta
adjust
or
change
what you’ve been doing
to keep it all in balance
though you
probably
won’t feel so balanced
as you doing it
but
sooner or later
you’ll reach harvest time
and
get to enjoy
as they say
the fruits of your labor
but
don’t get fooled
that’s not the end
the garden
still must be tended to
old plants removed
and
the soil prepared
for what is to come
and
you’re still
a lover
and
friend
even when
the frost
is on
the pumpkin

Dedicated to Pat: A New Day: Living Life Almost Gracefully /  Photography and Thoughts About Life and Aging

from hallowed ground…

lingering light of lost lives
reflected in moments unspoken
tears arise from the earth
for those still living
among erida’s children

popup cards…

you’ve finally
come
to realize
that
all your
possessions
and
dreams
over
a lifetime
are mere
cutouts
of existence
each
fitting
neatly
onto
one popup card
that
will
soon
be
folded
and
placed
in
a satin lined envelope
then
mailed
to
god

voter termination program…

having obtained names
presidential commission
began the slaughter