Margaret died and stood by God
And looked on all there was:
An ageless, endless universe
With countless lives abuzz,
Singing songs that never stop
In perfect harmony
And Margaret said, “They must be sad
“To be there without me!”
Tag Archives: Perspective
One Man’s Trash…
I went to a Motel 6
To a room filled with 8 lamps.
It seemed to me a haven
For only travelers and tramps.
Yet that Motel 6 I thought had been
Summed up as “dim and blah”
Was, to the moths that shared the room
A sort of Shangri La.
Filed under Poems
The Problem With Democracy (My Perspective Matters More)
“Do you see what I see”
Is a stupid thing to ask,
For though the subject we both see
May be a boot or flask
I see it in the sunset
Flanked by gorgeous fall of night
But by virtue of an angle
You see it framed by walls of white.
I can see what you see
And you can see what I.
We can say “that is a boot”
Though we each use a different eye.
So why not on social matters
Cannot we likewise more agree
That if a thing’s more beautiful
To you than ’tis to me
That the thing itself objectively
Is, regardless, unaffected?
Because it doesn’t help dividers
Unite short-sight to get elected.
Filed under Poems
Rest in Pieces
Many a cliff has suffered,
Many a mountain fell,
Many a stone was carved upon
For a corpse’s age to tell.
And so I stand in memory
Of the headstones far and wide
Who gave their lives to lay
And tell us who here-lied.
Filed under Poems
The Daily Travesty 