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Examples

Examples

by | Mar 3, 2023 | Uncategorized

Inspiration:
I’ve had some really great examples in my life. Good ones, bad ones, and ones in between!
 
Medium:
Pigmented ink pen and colored pencils.
 
 
Examples
Some people’s lives are exemplary,
they show us just how to live,
the right things to do and to think and to say,
where to go and what best to give.
 
Other people serve as a lesson
in all things what not to do.
Their lives start out with potential and promise,
but bad decisions then turn them to poo.
 
But what if you’re somewhere between?
You need not feel any grief.
If you’re not the best nor the worst in the land,
you must be the comic relief!

The Burden

The Burden

by | Mar 1, 2023 | Uncategorized

Inspiration:
Sometimes perspective can be better than rest.
 
Medium:
Pigmented ink pen and colored pencils.
 
 
The Burden
This burden is too great to bear,
Dear God, I must put it down.
Perhaps I’ll trade that man over there
whose burden is on the ground.
 
His looks lighter and easier than mine,
it would give me the break I need.
And toughening up for him would be fine,
my burden’s perfect indeed.
 
While he looks away I’ll make the switch
and give his load a try….
Ha! It’s so much easier to pitch,
I’m sure with it I’ll be able to fly!
 
Hmm, these straps really hurt,
and it’s weighted over my toes.
I’m getting a headache from what smells like dirt,
and something’s smacking my nose.
 
Maybe this one’s not for me,
there’s another one over there
that’s even easier from what I can see,
half weight, yet twice as fair.
 
Hmph, what’s in this little one,
lead bricks or college books?
It’s definitely not very much fun
and way heavier than it looks.
 
What else? Not this one, it looks sad.
And that one’s growing hair.
This one smells way too bad.
What’s that one over there?
 
An abandoned burden on the ground,
fits great and the weight is fine.
Whose is this load that I’ve found?
The tag says… Hey, it’s mine!

Waterfall

Waterfall

by | Feb 27, 2023 | Uncategorized

Inspiration:
Probably childhood memories of learning how to pee in the woods when there wasn’t a bathroom anywhere in sight, combined with the memory of running down hills with my siblings yelling “look out, look out below”, inevitably crashing and burning. Luckily kids are so low to the ground that I survived that kind of stuff.
 
Medium:
Pigmented ink pen and colored pencils.
 
 
Waterfall
If you want to pee silently,
then pee off the side of a cliff,
no sound of water or ground or tree,
just the sound of the wind and of silent relief.
 
So go ahead, pee and be free,
if it’s raining no one will know.
But if it’s sunny outside then remember please,
first yell “Look out below!”

The Apple

The Apple

by | Feb 24, 2023 | Uncategorized

Inspiration:
This is the poem of thing that happens when you like to ponder physics, but also like to twist phrases around in your head.
 
Medium:
Pigmented ink pen and colored pencils.
 
 
The Apple
I threw an apple into the air,
it hit me on the head,
but it was nothing New-
tons of people said
that fruit gone up must come down
and land upon the ground.
(But when you have the stomach flu
it’s the other way around!)

The Critic

The Critic

by | Feb 23, 2023 | Uncategorized

Inspiration:
Ah, those voices inside my head….No, not that kind!
 
Medium:
Pigmented ink pen and colored pencils.
 
 
The Critic
He said I’d never make it,
that I’d fail, was no good,
that winning required having skills
I didn’t have, and never would.
 
Always my worst critic,
he saw every armor chink,
exploited all my weakest points,
made me second-guess my re-think.
 
But I’ve learned not to listen
so I can sing the victor’s song,
I silenced his voice inside my head
and finally proved myself  wrong!

Story of my life

Story of my life

by | Feb 20, 2023 | Uncategorized

Inspiration:
You may wonder how one creates their finest work. Well, I wrote this literary masterpiece while jogging with my dog one fine snow-dusted morning on the trails near my house, dictating it into my phone. The first half of it is a true story. The rest of it is what my twisted mind came up with (sorry to disappoint).
 
Medium:
Pigmented ink pen and colored pencils.
 
 
Story of my life
I see a poop on snow-dusted trail,
my keen eyes detected the brown detail
beneath the white camouflage
while out this morning dogging my jog.
 
And since I’m smart, I’ll go around,
no poop on my foot will be found!
But wait, ’tis not a poop at all,
it’s just a stick, straight and tall.
 
No poop could stand up quite like that,
a poop is soft and would lie down flat.
It’s not a poop , ’tis a kicking stick
waiting patiently to be kicked!
 
Brings back childhood memories
of soccer games, my Pelé dreams
dashed by bully Bob and his soccer throng,
I’ll kick 10 feet, finally prove them wrong!
 
Childhood freedom, a simple thing,
so I step up and take a swing.
But I never was that good at ball,
and I guess it wasn’t a stick at all….