Greenery
Scenery
Machinery
Obscenery
Sad Eulogy
He wasn’t too much
He wasn’t too little
Had a normal amount
At the ends and the middle
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He wasn’t too much
He wasn’t too little
Had a normal amount
At the ends and the middle
Rosalind Franklin toiled away
While probing forms of DNA
Then Watson Crick without a song
“Borrowed” her data, that was wrong
I love to walk most every day
Along the road down Campus Way
Out through the covered bridge I stroll
Counting beans
Is just one means
Of measuring a harvest
It doesn’t show
Under the guise of legality
Horrid things got done
The laws defining society
Affect us every one
What’s out beyond the clouds we see?
Way up so far above?
Does outer space have heaven’s grace
With ancestors that we love?
Twinkle little star so faint
You’re out there, but I sure ain’t
The Tesla headed where you are
Made Elon ask “Dude, where’s my car?”
Make merry every single day
And you will chase the blues away
But if you choose instead to mope
There really isn’t any hope
A wonderful person I know
Is spending today all aglow
Having come to the Earth
This day with their birth
I had self doubts, late yesterday
A crisis existential
Am I for real or might I be
A dream, inconsequential?
Now Daniel, though I know your name
I don’t know you, but just the same
I write for you this science verse
I hope that it is not the worst
Like a teenage kid in a red hot rod
Your muffler’s loud and stinks, by God
You push a pedal, give it gas
“Pray for me,” the man declared
“I’m having surgery and I’m scared”
I asked him what a prayer could do
When this Covid thing is over
Some things I’m gonna do
Like walking down a sidewalk
Without avoiding you
What is the crazy love affair
In prose today that's penned
By writers who compose it with
Exclamation points at the end
(written in the early stages of COVID)
The doors are locked and knobs are wiped
Overdue emails are getting typed
You have no mask upon your face
Inside this very public place
Perhaps you can’t afford a mask?
I’d give you one, if you would ask
So it is graduation day
A time that once seemed far away
Now after this hip hip hooray
It’s time to do your thing
Now I lay me down to sleep
With religious thoughts awake I keep
God gets credit for all that haps
Humans went and conquered Earth
Killing most of the species here
With no animals left to point guns at
Everybody now lives in fear
In a little house in Illinois
Sitting on a hill
I spent my youth til 17
My head’s there still
So you had unprotected sex, oh did ya?
And now have a very bad case of chlamydia?
When will you learn, you oafish lout?
Just looking around confused, it’s true
Traveling on the same time machine as you
This thing is crazy in regards to riding
I dove into my consciousness
And landed on my head
The truth that I desired just
Gave me surprise instead
Everything’s in cycles
That no one defeats
But why is it just awfulness
That history repeats?
Summer is the season that
I eagerly await, for sure
There’s time off from my job, it’s clear
But work I must endure
There is no infinite
There is no forever
No absolute answers
No constant, no never
When climbing the mountain of success
Remember as you seek
A slope has many marvels
That are not found on the peak
A truly insightful person
Rarely gets into a bind
Because they don’t fight to change the world
When they just need to change their mind
In times of peace, sons bury fathers
When their time on Earth is done
When war occurs, the opposite’s true
Fathers bury their sons
A company needed a worker
For which many folks did apply
After sorting through all applications
The boss settled on one young guy
Youth is a time
In the knowledge biz
Where you don’t need to learn
Cuz you know all there is
Upon the Earth, your time’s not bought
You only get to rent it
And when the lease is up, my friend
No way you can extend it
The path that’s gonna make us great
Cannot be paved with words of hate
If it is true our course is shifting
Some say that man’s invisible
But him I still can see
He only is invisible
To the party GOP
Here are my thoughts. I’ve organized them
In hopes someone will super size them
North town, south town, east town, west
Just what will make Corvallis best?
The truth has just been laid to rest
At the end of an illness long
The folks in power its passing blessed
The rest knew it was wrong
The red-hot Mustang loudly squealed
Too loud to be ignored
A teen-age mind behind the wheel
Had its gas pedal floored
A corporation went bankrupt
It was a big event
A corporate raider quite corrupt
Got all its money spent
“Float like a butterfly”
“Sting like a bee”
Those were the words
Of Muhammed Ali
Mary had a little LAN
It’s traffic very slow
The cause? The FCC has banned
Neutrality, you know
You take from the Earth everything
But give nothing in return
Dirtying the air and water too
And forests all get burned
Is life a dream of consciousness
Of entities up high?
Who go to sleep when we’re awake
Then rise when bedtime’s nigh?
What’s the price of prosperity?
The answer is very strange
You pay for it with money
And get back climate change
You think you’re smoking when you’re smoking
Sucking on that ciggie
Envisioning Greta Garbo
The classic look of Twiggy
You’re a woman we heard roar
Who just could not be ignored
And whose ballad was an anthem for all time
Nothing like it e’er before
They say that time is money
But what if it were love?
Or joy or kindness or charity
Or all of the above?
Not worrying what others think
Is the greatest freedom of all
When you care, you empower them when they say
You’re too short, too fat, too tall
Belief is a bias
Prejudice to the max
A provider of “truth”
Without any facts
Why is it everyone thinks their god
Is the only one around?
In the written history of humans
There’s 5000 we have found
The America that I once knew
No longer in the public view
Now caters to a favored few
The world is ugly and depressed
It needs more to renew it
Instead of sad sack poets
Adding negativity to it
Love is a cliche
That is getting very old
There’s nothing worse than heartbreak
Or so we’re often told
The soldiers fighting modern wars
Have silicon hearts, the generals rich
If you think today is bad, my friend
Tomorrow’s really gonna be a bitch
A toddler with her parents
May feel so all alone
If when she needs attention most
Her parents stare at phones
When it comes to
Patriotic matters
The harder that you wave a flag
The more it tatters
There goes another drama queen
For whom a poem provides the means
For venting teenage spleen
No snowflake makes an avalanche
No water drop a flood
And there is many a corpuscle
Inside a spot of blood
If people are happy when we arrive
And saddened when we leave
Then it is true within our life
There’s much we did achieve
Life is a fairy tale
With love and pain and laughter
Except not necessarily
Happily ever after
Be careful, children
Or you will see
That you’ve become people
You didn’t wanna be
Fight darkness with light
Wrongness with right
No matter the consequence
Fight
If belief had any power at all
We wouldn’t be able to fly
And way up there above us
Zeus would rule the sky
It’s good to be back to Illinois
My home when I was just a boy
The years have rapidly slipped by
When I spent time at Unity High
She told me she was
“Living the dream”
But today it comes
In a different scheme
Please launch the hourglass of my life
Deep into outer space
So the sand in it will stop its falling
And I can stay in this place
He said to his friend
“God’s got a plan”
“A plan in store for me”
So his friend smacked him
Experience, they say’s a great teacher
But I’m not so upbeat
If that is true, please tell me why
History continues to repeat
Why do TV sports fans need
Announcers to say what they see?
When they can see for themselves what happens
On their big screen TVs
I was fighting an uphill battle
But after a while, I stopped
Cuz I realized that if I won
I would be on top
The cost of living keeps rising
Raising prices to the max
But not as bad as monetary wealth
With shortened lifespans and heart attacks
What is capitalism?
A modern rule of thumb
Is that it focuses on
Income rather than outcome
(and that’s the problem)
Stacks of dusty World War II Life magazines
Tin soldier toys, recollections, and dreams
If I lived in Commercial Land
It would be really great
I’d drive the only car on the road
And have yummy food on my plate
Love is not a simple thing
That’s not the way it goes
It involves a paired perspective
With four eyes nearly closed
Before the world came to your door
And begged to be let in
You were a son and brother
With a very toothy grin
In a time of cruelty and inhumanity
It’s easily understood
If you really want to be different
Be good
Dear Ellen:
Not much new ‘round here, I’d say
I took a long walk yesterday
Thinking about the season
Greenery
Scenery
Machinery
Obscenery
A man found out
His overweight cause
Turns out his satellite dish
Picks up more than he does
Cheese was the downfall
Of Eve and Adam
Way back in
The Garden of Edam
False eyes on the back of their heads
Help protect tigers, it is said
Which gives me a very anxious thought
“Protect them from WHAT?”