Wednesday, July 31, 2019

For Captain Beefheart


There is a lot of wisdom.
In Captain Beefheart.
He speaks from another plane.
Another galaxy.

I admire his vision.
His brilliant lyricism.
The Captain is without peer.
Though he was just a visitor here.

He challenges norms.
That's for sure.
Captain Beefheart is a freak.
Totally unique.


Tuesday, July 30, 2019

Sonic Youth



Sonic Youth.
They know the truth.
With their noise and confusion.
They know it's all an illusion.

I am listening to Goo.
And I don't know what to do.
Because I am so turned on.
I could almost say yes to anything.

Sonic Youth are the cool thing.
They always know what to bring.
They are oblivious and real.
They actually make me feel.



Monday, July 1, 2019

You gotta be grateful for time

You gotta be grateful for time.
There is precious little of it.
You cannot increase its limit.
In every second you must find a way to live it.

Time is the greatest blessing.
There is nothing better than its passing.
If you know and are not stressing.
All is well if you know its lessening.

Time is the great revealer.
That makes you suffer.
What can be clearer?
Sometimes pain is the healer.





Sunday, June 30, 2019

Sunflower

She gives off so much light.
Beautiful and bright.
She is my mother.
Sunflower.


Tuesday, June 18, 2019

 I love all creatures great and small



I love all creatures great and small.
The ones with least brains most of all.
I look for beauty and I look for truth.
I often find one but seldom both.

I know it doesn't always make sense.
But I still seek the highest and best.
The ones I love are above reproach.
But they act like I am some kind of ghost.

I am looking into a window.
Not in a mirror.
I am shouting at her.
But she does not hear.

There is no one worthy of me.
That is plain to see.
I am a shadow, a specter.
Imperfect but I want to be better.

Sunday, June 16, 2019

 New haiku



I am so grateful.
Nothing to complain about.
I am so great full.
I am not a bad person



I am not a bad person.
But I don't know what a good person is.
Mother Theresa wanted all to suffer.
But I bet she ate pretty well herself.

Suffering does not make you pure.
Suffering makes you hungry.
Suffering is our natural state.
But we can do better. I know I am no saint.

I do not always feed the homeless.
I have no illusions I am altruistic.
But there must be some higher truth
That does not make everything senseless.