Thanksgiving

I see the truth in the
Shadow I make

I see it again when I hear
My voice recorded

I see the truth in my photograph
And also in the bathtub ring

I see it again when I turn back to glance
Where I was sitting or lying down

In all these I see the truth...
The truth that I was here...

If only for the moment...and left...
But the slightest impression...
And for this I am thankful

City Block

Sun drenched,dry,humid, air of summer
tin roof of debris, littered with beer bottles from
the nights before
dusty old Thunderbird, fading in color...and in desire
watered plants dripping,drops hitting the hot
pavement below from the second floor apartment
a man with a millon soda cans in trash bags, all
attached to a shopping cart crosses an alleyway,then
suddenly...somehow disappears
in front of a cottage house sprinklers drizzle water
onto the pavement, in hopes of summoning grass
a woman with a baby stroller stands in line for a bus,
a wisp of her dark hair spangles in the breeze
a box of jalapeno peppers lies spilt in the street,
a mysterious contradiction of commercialism, food,and
nature
W.C.Fields look-alike drunk with a walking cane
rattles a paper machine vigorously for free change,in
hopes of finding enough coffee money to sober up his
lifelong hangover
a woman sits exhausted on an old sofa abandoned by
a trash dumpster, as if one persons trash is another
persons only choice
the sunlight streams through the trees,as does
through my lashes awakening every part of the world
into that in which we see

Birthday

My  Mars is in Sagittarius,
So my energies are scattered
My Venus is in Aries,
So I am impulsive in my love and friendships
My Mercury is in Gemini,
So I like to gossip
My Jupiter is in Virgo,
So my overall outlook deals with small things
My Moon is in Aquarius
So I enjoy shocking people
My Rising sign is in Scorpio,
So if I do not like you when I first meet you, I never will
My sun sign is in Taurus,
So I am loyal to all of these

Symbol Bug

The turtle walked to War one day,
The white flag was on his back
Symbol bug walked to Peace today,
Dragging the turtle in a sack

Over and under
Symbol Bug went
Hoping to find a place
Where he had been sent

He asked, they,pointed
And said they knew none
Of such an odd place
Where peace was ruler of

A little discouraged
Yet still on he tread
Coming maybe closer
To where nobody bled

In Peace he thought on
There would be no more wars
As was for the turtle
Now what had he fought for?

Then came a snail past
So Symbol Bug he asked
"Could you tell me where Peace is, I am searching for it so,
For my dear friend here was killed in War you know..

So, if you could help me to find that dear place where no one
are prejudice of any race, where no one are enemies, and everyone
are friends, please, if you could make my long journey end?"

The snail thought slowly then he replied as such,
"My friend do not worry for peace for your friend,
I am sure he found it where ever he went

As for you I shall tell you where you can find peace,
And although you have made a long journey
You are no nearer to it you see

Peace, there is no such place, no town, city, or ville, but
peace can exist within your own mind...you can use that at will
World peace you are hunting?  Well, that does not exist unless
You and the rest of the world stop hunting it and just plainly put it
to the test!"

The Snail stopped talking
Then slowly moved ahead
Now Symbol Bug plainly saw
What the snail had just said

The journey back home was treacherous and long
But the funeral for his friend,the turtle,
Held for Symbol Bug a new song

That day he looked up to the clouds,
Where bombs still flew, he did cry
Yet now he saw it as it is,
A beautiful blue, yes that is the sky