Showing posts with label Earth. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Earth. Show all posts

Thursday, January 31, 2013

Navigating Change: Making A Difference!

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These 16 pictures are courtesy of Habilitat!
An Evening of Poetry at Habilitat, with special guests Kealoha, the first Poet Laureate of Hawaii, myself Connie D. and Fellow Pen Woman, Marcia Zina Mager

A Special Thank you to Habilitat Poets
Sarah S.
Ocie G.
Shannon N.
Mark B.
Krystal A. for the ART

Sunday, December 30, 2012

Because The EARTH without ART is just "EH"


**This poem was inspired by a T-shirt design—I bought the shirt! I am also trying to convince certain people of the importance of POETRY!

Because The EARTH without ART is just "EH".

They say that ART will weigh heavy on their plate
that they have to scale back, that ART will have to wait
Maybe things will change, sometime down the pike
Maybe HELL will freeze or just go take a hike
The World without a poem is gonna suck BIG TIME
ADMIT IT can you FACE, this world without a Rhyme?
So listen Mister please, have a little HEART
And contemplate my drift let’s SAVE a place for ART
COS if you take the ART out of E A R T H
All that’s left are two letters; all that’s left is “EH”.
They want to get to basics
they still don’t know the way
they think that Aristotle
and Plato played with clay
but the world without their thinking
without their ART is “EH”.
They think that Science rules
that RELIGION will save the day
that man can live on mere hard work
but that is not HIS way
For MAN is only human
and needs to chill and play.
And people let us face it
without ART The Earth is just “EH”.
So let us break it down
and investigate today
finding new solutions
for our external fray
and promote this dialogue
vs. placing limits on the ARTS, OKAY?
They say that ART is an ACT
for people on the fringe
retards, creeps, and losers
waiting to unhinge
BUT we are not the nihilists
on the periphery
We are not IN SEASON
or Zombie meat delivery.
Understand!
LANGUAGE IS AN ART
it must be understood and not taken for granted
giving us not only a love of WORDS, but a love of LOGIC
to frame the argument
add up our influence
to lessen  events beyond our control
to translate the sea of language in which our minds swim
To plug into our power
 our humanity
into what separates us from the APES.
our evolution throughout the Ages
to be the conscience
make intelligent choices
to define our place IN  nature not APART from it
NATURE—THE GREATEST SOCIAL NETWORK
To carry out the critical thinking required
to deal with planetary issues like global warming
ocean acidity, invasive species and  white coral disease
to discuss our addiction
to plastic, fossil fuel, and waste
We need to emerge as the
authentic heroes and heroines
of our OWN HUMAN STORY.
Our language must go on!
WE MUST CONTINUE to create, educate, and relate
BECAUSE The EARTH without ART is just “EH”.



Monday, October 3, 2011

Pregnant with Possibility

Mother Earth 
orbits the Sun
pregnant with the seed of life.
Papa Moon glows
rocking the vast oceans 
flexing his muscles
at the growing
galaxy 
he has considered 
since the ancient of days
in this vast playpen growing, multi-hued and
littered with the debris of self absorbed toddlers.

Time passes filling the void

pressing against the outer limits
stretching, kicking, gurgling and cooing
Until...Uncle-- Papa cries, finally
shaking his head
fixed on  a yellow star
as it transforms into a red dwarf and explodes 
ripping a black hole
into the silk wall 
silhouetting space time 
inhaling all, including Mama and her afterbirth 
extruding still, new dimensions
on an infinite cycle 
alive with possibility.

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