Friday, November 7, 2014

Experimentation

Impromptu Poem -

Life

Stale bread life...
It's food, we survive
For now as we watch prices rise.

Change is coming.
It's in the air we breath,
And the blood that flows
Through our veins. 

Green faces stare 
Scared and angry
Of what we represent,
The changing of the Guard.

Yesterday was filled with laughter,
Ignorant to the sufferings of today.

We survived.
Threatened only by our own self,
Stale bread feeds,
yet the spirit breaks.

Change came,
and the air we breathed
became toxic,
and the blood that flows
became the same.

Red faces stared,
Angry and fearful
Of what we had represented.
The old guard.

Stale bread,
we survive, it's food.
Prices rise, inflation
never lets us get ahead.
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Random Thoughts

Gluten-free, peanut allergies.
What's with food that wrecks havoc, or worse yet, kills?
I've heard it said , "You are what you eat?"
So is a vegetarian a vegetable? And if they are,
does that mean they're in a coma?

I've been watching the sky,
especially at sun down.  It's amazing,
with the man-made clouds... yes,
I don't know if anyone else notices
the contrails that expand and cross
over into other contrails.  I'm no
conspiracist... but what the ....

I don't like cursing, there's really no
use for it.  I know, it can express anger,
but subtle anger is so much more fun. Plus,
there is a much bigger effect when you
do use a curse word - there so much more
power and meaning behind it...

Walking is a dangerous thing. Pedestrians
need to be careful because I think some
hunters drivers believe it's Pedestrian season all
year round.

Some days fade into the background,
never to be remembered.  365 days in
a year, and how many of those do we really
capture and appreciate?  I know I get lost,
caught up in the sea of work and bills.
The ebb and flow of the economy.

A man smiled at me, and waved...
It caught me off guard, so I waved back.
He approached, and as he neared...
A frown fell upon him, and he
walked away in disgust.  He thought
I was someone else.

Cell phones make people rude.
Just because you have a phone,
doesn't mean you can use it
wherever you please.  I don't
want to hear your conversation
about how you contracted herpes.

Kindness is a rare thing.  I like
to think I'm kind, though I know not
as kind as I use to be.  I just don't understand
why someone would ask to borrow
my phone so they can call their
social worker.  I gave them a dollar
to use a pay phone, yes - pay phones still
exist.  You just have to hunt them out,
though I don't know if a dollar
is enough to make a call now days.
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Good night!










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