Category Grooks
Topographic Map
Multiple times I have done this dance I am certain these steps are familiar Still, hope you will spare me a glance As the terrain has grown much hillier What’s that you say, you think it is flat It is merely a matter of your perception Now, I know, you cannot imagine that One day, […]
Stepping Out
All the myriad steps we take in life Number into millions, I’ve no doubt No matter where we go, what we see Many never realize what life’s about
Cause and Effect
I am sitting outside at a table to eat Waiting for those I’ll meet and greet They’ll bring my lunch, ain’t that neat Because, after that, I will be able to eat
No Doubt
No doubt, I’m quite certain More difficult than comedy Comedy, I am told, is hard To see behind the curtain Know your future homily Try, draw the winning card
Bookie
The sign simply said Books, I sighed In the distance, books what I espied Below it, sat a smaller sign with more A-J books may be found on this floor K-Z would be found only up the stairs The way I drooled, I garnered stares
Where You Find It
Creative venues, I’ve sometimes said, inspire Me, to there create, ignite a spark of living fire Whether this expresses me as a saint or a liar From mud pies, imaginary games, till I expire Yet, mud pies return to earth and man to dust If drawn to a monk’s meditation or carnal lust
You Cannot Know
We need not raise our voices That would hardly be civilized I mean we’re not talking of war Not even talking rumors of war Simply calculating profit and loss Guns sales as profits, lives as loss It is only criminal if we’re caught When at war; so when are we not Yours are the lives […]
Recently
Recently, I heard it said Out of body life our lot Though, you say it’s not We oft live in our head
Anywhere and Everywhere
Could it be that I have found my perfect place? You could join me; it’s not a contest or a race. Because you all are ever, always welcome there. Plenty of good food, sweet water and clean air
It’s No Mystery
Why do we think we know what’s best for others When we do such a laughable job living ourselves Despite how we look, act, all are sisters, brothers Make as much sense as bookcases without shelves If all the hate were turned to love and down to up To balance all of the mistakes made […]
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