Schrodinger’s Cat

Nature is elusive…she laughs
you cannot pin her down

Wolves will always howl
at the moon

Thornbirds will sing out
until their hearts burst

And science allows us
to go just so far

After all…
where is Schrodinger’s cat?

And when we’re done with Earth
razing and ruining Mars

What then?
what’s left?

Imagination?

Lavender dragons, gryphons
magic,  and

Poetry?

Or will we trash that too…
with super, nano-technology

Where was I…
where are we?

Ah…the cat!  The cat!
my kingdom for that cat…

HERE, KITTY, kitty…..k i t….k….

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Haunted Host

A tiny secret corner
harboring that slimy coiled thing

The stink and rot of
unresolved stalking thought

Afraid to open the door
to her mind

Frozen, fearful
of slamming it shut

Haunted
hunted, stalked

By a hungry, fleeting
ghostly flaw

Half visible by dawn
hovering near a rictus moon

The toxin
to fulfillment

Cheating her
she…betraying self

I don’t know about her
they say

Something’s amiss

The worm turns
and smiles

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Softly, Play Me

I am the harp
in your hands

be schooled
be gentle

softly
play me

and I will sing
out to you

in harmonies
yet unheard

and your heart
will answer

with trembling strings
and velvet percussions

we will make
our midnite rhythm

a moon-sanctioned
Calypso duet

I will sing out
and crescendo my love

if you will but
patiently

softly

play me.

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Remembering

Together, we can weather any wind
he said, my captained sea man

And for a span he wrapped me
in ivory silk shot through with lustrous pearls

Then that hour glass with tiny waist
and sifting sands, flirted and took him from me

And now I wear his
memory

A lone, captured lacewing butterfly
mortified to rubied gemdom

Pinned
at the nape of my silvered hair

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Reality

The pull of Ex Calibur
the quest for Holy Grail

The pillow of Sanity
the comfort of God

Continental drift
tsunamis, cyberspace

Love, hate, greed
jealousy, sex, disease

Beauty, ugliness
magic, dragons

Snakes, puppies,
kittens, unicorns

Hitler, Utopia,
Erewhon, Shangrila

Einstein, Pavlov
Michaelangelo, Picasso

Justice, war, peace
democracy, plutocracy

Anabolism, catabolism
the infinite wisdom of pi

What you believe
What you don’t believe

What you see
What you cannot see

The truths of Newton, Harry Potter,
C.S. Lewis, Locke, Hawkings

A history, vision and practice of

EVERYTHING. . . . .

Reality

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Sun and Moon

Sun kliegs
reality

Racing to sun
in company of crows

Staining orange horizon
with Mammon’s intent

Sun smiles
buds bloom

Human hubris
crisped, halted

Moon emerges
in velvet night

Moon pours cool milk
in star-glazed bowl

Liquid luna soothes
sun-crisped edges

Moon toils the tides
lovers moan

Man sleeps
wakes

Repeats joy, greed,
anger, regrets

Sun laughs
Moon sighs

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Pincushions and Pigeonholes

it sits there
an angry red pin cushion

perky, feisty, waiting in
front of desked pigeonholes

what doesn’t fit into a
pigeon slot

is stabbed with a
fine sliver of silver

plunged into the
waiting felt tomato

sitting there
in front of the desked pigeonholes

never enough pigeonholes
for inept slotters

plenty of silver slivers
for poorly trained assessors

warehouses filled with
yellowing, rotting stabbed papers

nobody wants
nobody cares

plenty of silver slivers
not enough pigeonholes

and a feisty pincushion
waiting to be stabbed, sitting

in front of a pigeonholed desk
with no more slots.

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