THOSE THAT CAN

let those that can do.

take solace in fact that

those that can do,

and share their doings

with folks like me and you.

if you eat, you will shit.

it is the simple.

don't make me prove it.

smell alone will burn 

your eyes out.

saving ourselves from ourselves

is a tricky business;

best accomplished after good

night's sleep and some

tender pillow talk, waking up

fresh and bouncing in morn. 

am the sole owner of this

mind and body, and reserve

the right to think and do

as I please, without causing

discomfort to others. period.

if this required a license,

many of us would be 

shit out of luck without

as much as a backward

look as world bounces 

down upon us. BOOM!

picture a charismatic neanderthal

with suspicious behavior 

covered in pure horse feathers

with a niggling sensation

of floating high and wide

becoming eerily elusive

while asleep in a fickle dream

SNOWSTORM

thought I was perfect

then got married and

found out just how

imperfect I really was

she's working on me

am sure to be perfect soon

those believing in coincidence

live reckless lives

mostly likely to become victims.

BEAUTY THAT SETTLES

beauty that settles into us

filling us with awe

filling us with joy

filling us with life

filling us

suffocation tension

thick and staggering

just one of those days

days we all suffer

tomorrow will be brighter

with positive energy

sun shining 

hungry for knowledge

strong need for intelligence 

a love for learning

a passion growing

steady and positive

never ending 

much animosity between

a squirrel and a crow

crow is much too close

to the squirrel's hole

crow has got to go!

regrets: leave that baggage behind.

services no good purpose

dragging those regrets

into our future.

ANOTHER DAY

rejoice, in the fact, 

these old knees, hip,

still carry me through

another day.

another day walking freely,

with no artificial aids. 

at this time of life,

as advanced as it is,

time to accept what is

and let bygones be gone. 

no sense shaking up past;

let past lie where it must.

yah, past, be gone with you.

chickens are fighting in my head.

if that isn't bad enough;

fox are preparing a raid

inside my chicken scratching head.

justifiable homicide, some may say.

just how it goes, others claim.

all we ever wanted to know about 

polyphonic but were afraid to ask.

mishmash of memories

periphery of thoughts

demanding attention

of this tired old brain

TUNING OUT THE NEGATIVE

tuning out the negative

allowing only positive

on this most marvelous

windless 50 degree 

December 19, 2019, day

one may be so inclined 

go outside and play.

prestigious thinking requires

an enema, plus a rhetorical 

approach at growing a 

serviceable brain able to 

withstand living in a cookie jar.

BOOM! just BOOM!

have a nice day, night, whatever.

just BOOM!

held a picnic and invited

a frog, hog and log.

sat on log watching 

hog eat the log;

then roasted the hog.

YESTERDAY

know everything worth knowing

without knowing what needs knowing.

but you know all of this, so

won't go all over this again.

next we will discuss birds and bees,

and sneezing between our knees. 

do my best thinking

when she tells me

what to think, I think.

people need worth;

without we stagnate. 

stagnation leads to hopelessness.

hopelessness destroys 

everything.

TODAY

today is today; no argument there.

to argue would be a fool's game.

and today is cold, with heavy frost.

a good day to stay inside today and play.

or just nap, whatever suits one's fancy.

tomorrow we'll worry on tomorrow

when tomorrow arrives, and not a minute before.

let us be ready when tomorrow does arrive;

not to be lost in our yesterdays. 

until tomorrow, then,

when frozen river again flows.

and sun begs attention.

and fish are leaping high,

and days never seem to end.

until then.