If a Wildebeest could watch the six o’clock news, would it be any different from me and you? I present this story as if it were true… A Wildebeest watches the six oclock news, his horns sit idly on the table nearby. Got his feet up, drinkin’ a beer, eating chips and dip. His window on theContinue reading “A Wildebeest Watching the Six O’clock News”
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Pastoral
Pastoral Winter wheat charms the field, whispering.A steady farmer turns his back,tips away from sunlight’s doings awhile,much does need repair. With complaint, but willing, still,exhausted drones turn down their clocks,hope another hour of daylight can be foundthat isn’t stolen from tomorrow. In his nest, in a tree, out front,one drowsy squirrel bothers notto brush boldContinue reading “Pastoral”
Fishy
Fishie There are funny things that happen. Funny stuff. I don’t know that the rest of the world outside my bubble will find them funny but? Today, I put on my pants and, inadvertently, included one arm of my robe. It was stuffed down my backside. As I walked away, I jumped… noticing that something,Continue reading “Fishy”
Waste and Art And AI
Hum-de-dum. I was working, then I stopped. The poem reached out to me and withdrew its hand before I could get the thing written down. Sigh. I am trying to compare/contrast the migration of fauna to the endless cycle of human beings destroying each other… the build up to a great war seems always withContinue reading “Waste and Art And AI”
Just OK
Aloha. It is always sunny at Starbucks… if you aren’t involved in union negotiations or trying to make a living. Ha. I am here, doing neither. I am enjoying the fat of the land, after many years of fattening the land. I suppose that makes me a foe of the conservatives, and of the liberals.Continue reading “Just OK”
By Design, Intelligent or Otherwise
I could not sleep longer than 3am. The best I could think to do was to grab hold of Facebook and scroll away. I did so. I am weak. This is not good. The man, Mr. Zuckerberg and his company, his cheating and lying and good ‘ol college boy antics / attitude have taken usContinue reading “By Design, Intelligent or Otherwise”
(JohnPaulGeorgeandRingo)
I am enjoying refuge at Starbucks, in their clean well-lighted place, but I am not Hemingway, he was more closeted than I ever have been. I sorta feel bad for him. An honest adventurer who couldn’t consider the whole picture, a real man who didn’t understand.. but I digress. There stood a time, once, forContinue reading “(JohnPaulGeorgeandRingo)”
Caution
Proceed with caution, dear audience. The possibilities follow imagination. Take good care to remain positive, to find humour where there is none, to enjoy that the dentist’s face is often upside down…. There is more to come, I have awakened once again.
Flawless
Flawless The best of it was:two cats,each a semi-Nautilus,one the yin,the other yang on my lap,snoozingorsoaring on the soundmade by my own voice,lungs open,everything part of the one thing,music, bird, manormischievous breeze,teasing at hide and seek,onesummer afternoon,while work wiltedorthat young lad,when I was a young lad,who,lay near and next and kindaliked it,too. That was theContinue reading “Flawless”
What I See
On a cold day, I sit comfortable, surrounded and kept from what is real by the steel and glass of human pretension, our magnificent folly. Through a slanted window I watch while squirrels busy themselves at mundane procedures. The mundane is necessary of us all, ordered by God, if you will, or by the inertiaContinue reading “What I See”
Robert On The Air 