The Club's Story
I was so happy when they packed me
in bubble wrap to send me away
I just knew my new owner needed me
I'm so strong, shiny and beautiful
no swinger could possibly resist me
He expedited me, but somehow it was
not to be as I was shuffled from coast to coast
Warehouse to warehouse, scanned and re-scanned
lost in a system, spirits dampened, a UPS orphan
I sit on a still conveyer belt, along with other displaced
orphans, solitary, pining for gentle hands to caress my
soft wrap, to feel the texture of new-mown grass stroking
my head. No one lifts me up, grasps my grip, swings my shaft.
I am useless here.
Kbris 2005
Friday, December 30, 2005
Monday, December 26, 2005
Submission
Risking absurdity, relegated to obscurity
I submit my poem to doubting eyes,
crouching tigers stalking an old wildebeest
lagging behind the streamlined herd
I submit my poem to doubting eyes
skeptics, suspicious of traditionalists
lagging behind the streamlined herd
rip the flesh from metrical bones
skeptics suspicious of tradition
judge clarity as mindless simplicity
rip the flesh from metrical bones
unable to recall dead bards while
judging clarity as mindless simplicity
value derivation, discount intelligibility
unable to recall dead bards singing
sweet songs, sad dirges, eerie elegies
When so derivative as rendered unintelligible
It's not poetry, pens Ms. Moore
risking absurdity, relegated to obscurity
I submit my poem to doubting eyes
Kbris 2005
I submit my poem to doubting eyes,
crouching tigers stalking an old wildebeest
lagging behind the streamlined herd
I submit my poem to doubting eyes
skeptics, suspicious of traditionalists
lagging behind the streamlined herd
rip the flesh from metrical bones
skeptics suspicious of tradition
judge clarity as mindless simplicity
rip the flesh from metrical bones
unable to recall dead bards while
judging clarity as mindless simplicity
value derivation, discount intelligibility
unable to recall dead bards singing
sweet songs, sad dirges, eerie elegies
When so derivative as rendered unintelligible
It's not poetry, pens Ms. Moore
risking absurdity, relegated to obscurity
I submit my poem to doubting eyes
Kbris 2005
Friday, December 09, 2005
Thoughts of Pearl Harbor and Peace
Thoughts of Pearl Harbor and Peace
At the age of 2, I was too young to remember The bombing of Pearl Harbor, the December 7th event that propelled us into the 2nd world war, 64 years ago. I do remember the war years however,and the rationing and the suffering by Americans and Europeans. December 8th was the day John Lennon, the great Beatle songwriter was murdered. I pause on this day, December 9th, to pay tribute to the Americans who died and to this songwriter who was assasinated. His song "Imagine" is a fitting tribute to peace loving people everywhere.
Imagine
Imagine there's no heaven,
It's easy if you try,
No hell below us,
Above us only sky,
Imagine all the people
living for today...
Imagine there's no countries,
It isnt hard to do,
Nothing to kill or die for,
No religion too,
Imagine all the people
living life in peace...
Imagine no possesions,
I wonder if you can,
No need for greed or hunger,
A brotherhood of man,
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world...
You may say Im a dreamer,
but Im not the only one,
I hope some day you'll join us,
And the world will live as one.
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Writen by: John Lennon
At the age of 2, I was too young to remember The bombing of Pearl Harbor, the December 7th event that propelled us into the 2nd world war, 64 years ago. I do remember the war years however,and the rationing and the suffering by Americans and Europeans. December 8th was the day John Lennon, the great Beatle songwriter was murdered. I pause on this day, December 9th, to pay tribute to the Americans who died and to this songwriter who was assasinated. His song "Imagine" is a fitting tribute to peace loving people everywhere.
Imagine
Imagine there's no heaven,
It's easy if you try,
No hell below us,
Above us only sky,
Imagine all the people
living for today...
Imagine there's no countries,
It isnt hard to do,
Nothing to kill or die for,
No religion too,
Imagine all the people
living life in peace...
Imagine no possesions,
I wonder if you can,
No need for greed or hunger,
A brotherhood of man,
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world...
You may say Im a dreamer,
but Im not the only one,
I hope some day you'll join us,
And the world will live as one.
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Writen by: John Lennon
Wednesday, December 07, 2005
Harold Pinter's 2005 Nobel Prize Acceptance Speech
Art, Truth and Politics
Here's an excerpt from Harold Pinter's video acceptance speech:
"Political language, as used by politicians, does not venture into any of this territory since the majority of politicians, on the evidence available to us, are interested not in truth but in power and in the maintenance of that power. To maintain that power it is essential that people remain in ignorance, that they live in ignorance of the truth, even the truth of their own lives. What surrounds us therefore is a vast tapestry of lies, upon which we feed."
Here's an excerpt from Harold Pinter's video acceptance speech:
"Political language, as used by politicians, does not venture into any of this territory since the majority of politicians, on the evidence available to us, are interested not in truth but in power and in the maintenance of that power. To maintain that power it is essential that people remain in ignorance, that they live in ignorance of the truth, even the truth of their own lives. What surrounds us therefore is a vast tapestry of lies, upon which we feed."
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