(It Is Such a Splendid, Sunny Day – Sophie Scholl) The garden is heavy again in bloom,wild beasts busy at their work.This stone blue water planet,the multitude stars,the green things,the creaturesmust ignore dark puffs of destructionto wend the way.What or whom can move arestepping over lifeless thingsbecause those fallen shapesare nothing more than ordinary obstacles.Continue reading “A Splendid Day”
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Santa Claus, Jesus and the Fourth of July
Santa Claus appearedwearing nothing, one night.He stumbled to my bedside,whispered, “Don’t turn on the light!”and crawled in.I thought it was aNetflix seriesabout to begin. “Are you cold?” I said,as quick between the covers he slid.His reply? “Hell, no…on the Americans’fourth of July?” Oh, my,either this was mighty interestingor I wasn’t thinking straight,it WAS late. LikeContinue reading “Santa Claus, Jesus and the Fourth of July”
Hello? Hello? Is This Thing On?
I woke to a brown,numbing downrhyme,that might have beenthe song of politicians,impotent,a simpering whineof these and themand yours and mine,and how it’s gotta be cleaned up,made fine,this time. I sat up slow,the promise of progress a lowradio,rumbling in both ears.“If it can’t be done now,then, it will be by next year.There is nothing, nothingbut aContinue reading “Hello? Hello? Is This Thing On?”
Dead Batteries and Signs From God
Bank robbery,andsimpler larceny,both make the innocent-born-guiltyconscience squirmbutmost of us commit not crime,norease into any wrong actionlocked away timemight cure. Still, I hear we all wereborn in sin,and need a warning sign,lest further untoward events occur.It’s written inthe holy booksI tried to read, back to front. I always take a second look,hoping to understand what IContinue reading “Dead Batteries and Signs From God”
Ducks and Rows
“Fine weather, if you’re a duck!”. That’s what I used to hear when the rain came down in buckets (ouch!) full. It is a sarcastic statement but, in a way, true. It was raining yesterday, off and on, in the manner of. I am an interested observer and noted that my neighbours had better fixContinue reading “Ducks and Rows”
Labour and Work
There isand wasand will always begreat distance betweenthis sideand the other. At the moment of opening,existence is a journeyfrom … to …whereall travelers must move,bound, as by blood-signed contract,under order ofwhich God (and science is a God)or ethic prevails. A star can be a traveler,a seed as wellthoughthe necessary steps,from a place to one further,areContinue reading “Labour and Work”
The Workhouse
It’s pretty human to shirk,to shy awayfrom what looks likework butno matter his conditionor how late the hour,sooner or later, on calloused knees,each exits illusion’s bowerand punches a clock. From first breath indentured,don’t we all,whether slaving for Peter,for Paul,or Joe Blow Commercedown the block,have misted life’s hard laboursole on offer,to answerwhat a wandering dream forbode,andContinue reading “The Workhouse”
In the Workshop
It’s not alone a sainted smithystands,tools in hand,surveying the work before, ashere we meet all manner of men,some ‘wo-’, some no…not rich,nor poor andeach must enter at the labourer’s door.
Piano Lesson
Tiny vibrations crowdthe roof’s peak,slide downand splash across new-leafed trees,midpoint of the half season. In the beholder’s eye,colour is rich yet,a wet thing whoselayers are exposed,shady green under excited yellowunder washed out, delicate blue. A human, passive witness andamateur scientist,imaginary note pad in hand,tries to understand this,perhaps as sheaves ofimpossible music,wondering,“Who authored bliss?” God justContinue reading “Piano Lesson”
Birds and Stars
Sometimes, still,I sing to hear the soundand wonder ifour dusty-brownbirds do this, too.Though worksong’s ofutmost import every day,I’m sure birds alsoplay. I’m certain theymight call each othersilly names at times,sole to hear anecho backas summer’s sunclimbs. Further, yet, my theory is:life keeps an hour divineto step asideand game at love. The proof of this glowshighContinue reading “Birds and Stars”
Robert On The Air 