Saturday, July 10, 2010

Normal doesn’t live here

Normal doesn’t live here anymore.

IT went the way of the Maya
IT lives somewhere south of the border beneath a bottle green jungle
IT is living its normal life with its friend Patience
IT is happy
IT never looks over the fence to see what’s there

IT doesn’t age or need a Doctor

IT has perfect hair

IT used to have feelings but has advanced itself to a more stable life.
IT doesn’t think about its body because it doesn’t have one.

IT doesn’t concern itself with the doings of man or wo-man

IT knows that much is wrong
but IT ignores them and their hormones
because IT is smart
and realizes what will happen
if IT upsets them or tries to teach them about the laws of evolution

ITS molecules will have to travel to a new galaxy
because even though IT is sure

 IT’s shit is ice-cream

IT is wrong!!!

Friday, July 9, 2010

Let us Make a Change

Let us make a change
Let us make a stand.
Good people signed in
saying yes we can.

Let us sow anew and make well known
how we gave birth
to this
our great home.

We stood for the shy
bellowed for the weak
exorcised the demons
that stalked our dark streets.

Sat down with villains to
play their crooked hand
poker faced
then dared to make a stand.

We've laid miles of track
reckoned with
our faith
gambled with our lives
our severed limbs scathed
spilling bloody rivers
digging countless mines
leaving comfort zones
dragging fat behinds.

Let us make a change
Let us make a stand.
Good people signed in
saying yes we can.

To knead understanding
we'll add yeast and salt
and rise to the challenge
to see our own fault.

Let us make a change
Let us make a stand
Good people signed in
saying yes we can.

Remember now
why we belong
to something real
to something strong
and fight, good people
for what we believe
Or lose it all
and die
in our disease.

Let us make a change
Let us make a stand.
Good people signed in
saying yes we can.

Thursday, July 8, 2010

Crabwise--Walking Sideways

*** DLNR has informed us that they will be raising dock fees indiscriminately across the board—in order to standardize rates over the next five years—this means that everyone will be charged the same fees regardless of slip size or amenities.



We are off on a crusade
thick exoskeletons armed
claws ready-made.

Crying out to our clan
the hermit, king and
 horseshoe now stand.

Primitive and developed
from land, freshwater and sea
to make our objections known to
DLNR and the powers that be.

We have listened to your
bullying ways for far too long
it is your time now, to listen, to our song.

Our diet has made us strong and fit
And we refuse to stand still
for any more
of your sh---it!!

Wednesday, July 7, 2010

Tuesday, July 6, 2010

Avatar-cherita

A computer generated image, a virtual incarnation

Where a paraplegic marine
can marry an alien and save a world

Forget about beaming me up Scotty
turn on the power and plug me in
this god has spoken.

Monday, July 5, 2010

Morning Song-Rictameter

Raucous
mynas chirp sweet
music outside, after
last night’s riotous red white and
blue revelry. My canine buddies roll
over and stretch their stiff bodies
no longer shaking now
content with the
dawn’s song.

Sunday, July 4, 2010

A Fourth of July Toast to John Wayne

A Fourth of July Toast to John Wayne

He blazed rocky trails
brought in murderers and thieves
protected them from being lynched by an angry mob
saw that they got their fair trial.
He was a friend to the Comanche.
He spanked respect
into his willful bride and spoiled daughter
as G.W. McClintock
fought long and hard for his principles
infected us with his kind spirit and vitality
and brought us back again and again to the good old days.

If horses could talk
would they give him the nod?
Would prostitutes still wink and flash their goods?
Would the local boyz greet him in the hood?
Would our military show up to see his latest film, shake his hand?

You bet they would!!

John Wayne--an American icon
a vital natural resource
a man of his word, our hero
the indestructible
“Duke”---Well I reckon
we owe him
big time, so here’s to you Marion
thanks for lighting the way!

Saturday, July 3, 2010

C'est la vie

C'est la vie

I am
past being upset
far beyond the nostalgic nonsense
poking into a brand new box
eager
to sample the exquisite
assortment
of dark
creamy
nutty
nougats
my fingers prying
through
the outer shells
examining
the prize within
finding
new pleasures
under the sun.

Friday, July 2, 2010

Hiki No

Hiki No means Can Do!


Hiki No

Can Do’s climb cliff faces and stick out their tongues to catch snowflakes.

Can not’s trip over their own shadow.

Can Do’s march through puddles.

Can not’s wait for a dry spell.

Can Do’s swim the English Channel

Can not’s failed drown proofing at the Y.

Can Do’s run marathons.

Can not’s run to the fridge.

Can Do’s reinvent their world and make it better for everyone.

Can not’s live on another planet.

Can Do’s find the cure.

Can not’s complain.

Can Do’s stick their necks into tight places.

Can not’s are stuck in the 60’s.

Can Do’s will try it once and succeed in time.

Can not’s excuse themselves from too much excitement.

Can Do’s make goals and stick to them.

Can not’s complain about how hard it is.

Can Do’s show up on time.

Can not’s show up late-- ALL THE TIME!!

Can Do’s, consider your feelings.

Can not’s consider their feelings.

Can Do’s --CAN!

Can not’s-- can't.

HIKI NO--How about you?

Thursday, July 1, 2010

Toilet or Closestool

The Title of yesterday's Chinese movie at the Doris Duke Theater was "The Story of the Closestool -- the subtitles were a blurry white on white--gave me a headache---so I let my wild mind loose on the internet, here's what I found out about the closestool: My haiku is at the bottom


The Chain Is Pulled on Britain's Crapper

July 26, 2000

BEIJING (Reuters) - China has flushed Britain's claims to have invented the water closet down the pan with the discovery of a 2,000-year-old toilet complete with running water, a stone seat and a comfortable armrest.

Archaeologists found the antique latrine in the tomb of a king of the Western Han Dynasty (206 BC to 24 AD), who believed his soul would need to enjoy human life after death, the official Xinhua news agency said on Wednesday.

"This top-grade stool is the earliest of its kind ever discovered in the world, meaning that the Chinese used the world's earliest water closet which is quite like what we are using today," Xinhua quoted the archaeologists' report as saying.

"It was a great invention and a symbol of social civilization of that time," Xinhua said.

The invention of the flush toilet is widely attributed to London plumber Thomas Crapper, who patented a U-bend siphoning system for flushing the pan in the late 19th century, and who also installed toilets for Queen Victoria.

Among other inventions claimed by China are toilet paper, fireworks, gunpowder, the compass, paper money, kites, printing and the clock.

The toilet tomb was discovered in Shangqiu county in the central province of Henan, Xinhua said.

Archaeologists also found a queen consort's stone tomb, more than 690 feet long and consisting of more than 30 rooms including a bathroom, toilet, kitchen and an ice-store.

Toilet or Closestool
Two thousand year find
China claims another right
flushed and waste ready.

Wednesday, June 30, 2010

Tuesday, June 29, 2010

Private Dancer

Sly and the Family Stone reverberates in the background.

I Want to take you High---er! Hi—gh—er!

Boom shaka lacka lacka---boom shaka lacka lacka !!

The darkness throbs and then a
spotlight flashes illuminating
her four inch spikes
all aglitter as her
well defined stems wrap the pole center stage, inching their way up
heels first, towards the dark dusty paper-mache ceiling.

Swirling lights and a throbbing deep-tone tease the regulars as
her voluptuous implants bounce
and her trim
athletic form swings and slides
gracefully
swirling, twirling
thumping, bumping, writhing and smiling to the beat.

Just another sultry artist with pouty red lips
and no tan lines.

High-priced minutes tick by as
thick mascaraed lashes and smoky eyes
slice through the fog, combing for dead presidents
as they salute a beautiful flower
in full bloom, as she eyes a dirty clock
and competes with
younger more fragrant flowers
showing up late for the dinner rush
and now shielded by burly men
in dark corners.

Monday, June 28, 2010

Sunday, June 27, 2010

Saturday, June 26, 2010

Wasted Words-Rictameter

My comments on war!
Truckloads
of wasted words
line up on back lots, march
past shelled stone facades and down bleak
alleyways seeking young inquisitive
souls trapped in constipated minds
prone outside wisdom’s door
drenched in bullshit
scratching.

Rictameter is a scheme similar to Cinquain. Starting your first line with a two syllable word, you then

consecutively increase the number of syllables per line by two. i.e. 2, 4, 6, 8, 10 Then down again,
8, 6, 4, 2 Making the final line the same two syllable word you began with.

Friday, June 25, 2010

Thursday, June 24, 2010

Last Train Home--Chinese Documentary

Last Train Home--Chinese Documentary


We met at eleven
on a Wednesday
for a Chinese movie
preceded by a fat American
lunch at the Pavilion cafe.

Overfed in our luxury as we
observed the spirit of these dynamic people with
backs bent in two, using simple tools
to farm and rebuild cities, to live in squalid
closet-size rooms for decades, and send money home
to finance dead dreams, to children who don’t understand why.

To children who just want their mommy and daddy to tuck them in at night.

To forsake what we would call normal.

Young couples who have to leave home at an early age
leave their babies to work in factories
to make jeans for spoiled Americans with 40 inch waistlines
until their fingers are bent
until they have become so numb
that they no longer remember
how to speak to their own children.

Migrant workers trapped in their nightmare lives
breathlessly pushing
against the mob
for days
for a train to take them back to
sons and daughters
who live in tiny shacks with grandma
reeking of
inadequate plumbing
looking to escape the duty of being first in their class.
Frustrated lonely children searching for an alternate life
away from their parents’ stark reality.
Sharp children still wide-eyed
more impatient as each year passes
for mommy and daddy’s annual visit.

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

Chasing Dinner

Over hill and dale
shadows
slash
bottle green bushes.
Bits of fur
matted and stained
flutter
in the brisk
morning air and
descend
in a grassy knoll
fragrant
with
lily of the valley
soaked
in
rosemary
and
thyme.

Monday, June 21, 2010

Vog Sunrise

The scarlet sun slices
an ebony frame
dazzling the Iwa birds
circling violet water lilies
blowing orange kisses as
amber tongues poke
tall banyan trees
greening with dew.


From Wikipedia:


Vog is a form of air pollution that results when sulfur dioxide and other gases and particles emitted by an erupting volcano react with oxygen and moisture in the presence of sunlight....


**The Frigate Bird is called `Iwa, in Hawaii.

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