Nearing Suskind [Who will tackle swinishness in…
The purloined letter and the missing file… poison in the corpus politique…
Walking Wounded [a look at public officials’…
The walking wounded tread the halls of power – / On us impinge effects of how they fare. / This is a time when citizens could probe …
Outlook: Sunny! -or- Dr Pangloss Revisited
I try to look at every chance / Of life in the best light..
Robots Ate My Tricycle
Robots ate my tricycle! / They ate it fast and sore / They’d lost some of their parts, you see, / And found they needed more, / Well……
Idle Notions, Stood In Line -or- Standing in Li…
…They sit upon facts as if truth defiles…
This Island Earth -or- They Came From Beyond Space
…Like land and legend, trove of buried facts…
Myth Math Moth
Delightful, flightful, fancy-free!
“All aboard the night train!”
Found on ground
Lit with joy to think I’d found / Something useful on the ground.
The whisper of forgotten dreams
Lo! From Space they came.. / Preoccupying Earth. Woe! / (Seemed harmless, at first.)
“How do I love thee?..” / Can it really, simply, be - / Press the right buttons?
Marinade (a fish’s tale)
“Don’t feed from the bait on the hooks that are dangled / – there’s plenty of far better food to be had!"
poetry of a sort, by free association
Phoenix, Sphinx, Pegasus… futureward!
A Triplet of Tankas from the Edinburgh Churches C…
…toward the brink… Earth’s future hero… shaping us to shape our times.