A Case For Mediocrity

fame, glory, and power motivate many

while others are content to be ordinary

the case for mediocrity

isn’t always easy to see

how living quietly

makes some happy

living without envy

and fame’s frenzy

can be

a friendly journey

without strife

the rest of your life

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A Brief Look at Redemption

He rocks back-and-forth on the rickety wicker porch chair. He’s everyman, late in life with wrinkles distorting a once smooth face, and body. His life wasn’t spent seeking redemption in real time. His subconsciousness never gave a hint of being interested in the subject.

Memories did sometimes rudely intrude upon his daily routine and reality. As a combat veteran he was intimately acquainted with death. The sight. The smell. The moment he fired at a human being. The horror.

But he just keeps on rocking in his wicker chair every day, a modern response to Old Man River who just kept rolling on.

He isn’t plagued with regrets on not being “saved” by any religion, or by being led to redemption like a sheep on the way to being sheared.

Freedom is his redemption for being alive and having survived many perilous times in his long life. His arthritis a badge of honor. His physical scars medals earned during a long life of adventures. His silver hair a crown of achievement.

He makes no claims of having redeemed others from sins and stupid moves in their lives. He never wanted to lead others to the top of any proverbial mountain. He’s unaware of ever being anyone’s leading light in life.

He just keeps on rocking in his wicker chair every day, a modern response to Old Man River who just kept rolling on.

the end

A Dash of Irony

life is a three course meal

of baby food

steak and lobster

and mushed food

sprinkled with

a dash of irony

and a touch of salt

some good whiskey

and wine

while you dine

until it’s time

to pay your final bill

when you’ve had your fill

Good Morning

I hated getting up in the morning when I was in school

giving up delicious dreams to attend classes wasn’t cool

when I was on my own and working nearly every day

dragging my body out of bed in the morning wasn’t child’s play

but

now that I’m retired and have no place I have to go

I wake up early to watch the sunrise’s beautiful tableau

Echo and Ego

in the pantheon of gods there’s two you should know

Echo and Ego

they walk around our world every day

one praising herself and the other echoing away

one generally follows the other’s lead

praising the other’s every deed

they like sports stars and movie stars

and famous writer’s early memoirs

you might be surprised to know

that everyone has an ego

it’s the echo

that determines if fame is to be had

whether it’s good…or whether it’s bad

Gonzo Poem: Sign Your Name Right Here

if you believe in UFO’s and a magic mirror

sign your name right here

if you believe Bigfoot drinks beer

sign your name right here

if you think there’s no pollution in the atmosphere

sign your name right here

if you’re into kinky sex and like to domineer

sign your name right here

if your looking for a long career

sign your name right here

in order to make your wishes crystal clear

sign your name right here

if you enjoy getting attention with a Bronx cheer

sign your name right here

do you have days when things are unclear?

sign your name right here

have you ever thought about being a volunteer?

sign your name right here

In The Center

what’s in your center?

an enlightening epiphany

or more?

discovering your inner core?

a place to safely explore?

some say

the soul is your center

and gateway

to your spirit

that follows a pathway

up a celestial stairway

to heaven

but I wouldn’t know

I have a wayward soul

that wanders alone

seeking the center

of the universe

and it’s secrets

but

I still wonder why

I can never go home

no matter how hard I try

A Watchful Eye

I was always aware of someone watching me in the family

and it was oddly comforting but sometimes scary

like having The Eye of Horus or The Eye of Ra on me

no matter what I did or how dangerous the activity

That watchful eye followed me over the years

and helped me deal with my fears

sometimes, I look up at the sky

after all these years have gone by

and wonder why

I still believe in a watchful eye?

Rethinking Everything

an upheaval of the mind can be

a terrible thing to see

where beliefs are challenged

by realities

false histories

stripped away

ideologies

in disarray

falsehoods

exposed

in the light of day

the shock

almost too much

to bear

but wears away

when enlightenment

dawns

on the mind’s

new day

Riffing on Living

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life in the fast lane of concrete jungles weaving through cities and states seeking altered states and the key to paradise while cities burn from fires caused by climate change and a whole range of environmental disasters brought on by corporate behemoths that breath life into Wall Street’s secrets corridors of power looking down on the average citizen nearly powerless trying to fight Goliath with a cell phone tapped by the FBI and marketers vying for the masses money in cyberspace a dangerous place where saints and sinners trumpet their wares to the unwary visitors responding to special sales for limited times – but wait there’s more – in the pursuit of happiness religions and cults seek converts with promises of saving souls and access to elite Hollywood parties where the wealthy meet to greet one another and brag about big contracts and casting beds while women fight for equality and freedom from perverted movie execs soaked in their huge egos looking for the next star in an industry of dreams where viewers suspend reality to escape a world of lies that have formed like cobwebs in our society holding the average person victim with fake news and rhetoric straight from hell and premiering near you soon.

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