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The Early Worm

The Early Worm

by | Dec 23, 2022 | Uncategorized

Inspiration:
Not wanting to get up in the morning.
 
Medium:
Pigmented ink pen and watercolor pencils (used dry).
 
 
The Early Worm
“The early bird gets the worm” they say
and tell you “Get up and fight!”
For you’re a bird, bird games you play
from morning until late at night.
 
But what if I, to you, could show
a worm’s uncle was my cousin’s niece?
“The early worm gets the bird!” you know,
So please let me sleep in peace!

Rhyme Paradox

Rhyme Paradox

by | Dec 21, 2022 | Uncategorized

Inspiration:
Thinking about time paradoxes.
 
Medium:
Pigmented ink pen and watercolor pencils (used dry).
 
 
Rhyme Paradox
I went back in time 
and told me a rhyme
   that my future self had wrote
 
which he promised me sure
would make us fortunes du jour
  if I remembered every word that he spoke.
 
but I forgot nine or ten
so I went forward again
  to ask him to write it all down.
 
But my story’s so sad-
he was never a smart lad
   and had forgotten five verbs and a noun.
 
It was something about luck
and a couple of ducks
  That were late to a gathering of geese.
 
But that must not be right,
‘Cause no money’s in sight,
   Oh, woe is stupid ol’ me!

Run

Run

by | Dec 19, 2022 | Uncategorized

Inspiration:
Thinking about how how basically all the energy we use on a daily basis has ultimately come from the sun.
 
Medium:
Pigmented ink pen and watercolor pencils (used dry).
 
 
Run
Nuclear storms a million miles away
Feed the trees, melt night to day,
Drive the wind like a solar mill,
Forcing clouds up mountain hills,
And down flows rain, feeds the plants,
Wets the ground, makes rivers dance.
 
A seed is planted by a path
And gathers sun and rainy bath,
And grows itself into a tree
As tall as two or three of me.
Some apples grow on a branch,
I pause to pick a few by chance.
 
I’ll eat and turn them into words,
Perhaps a poem that sounds absurd,
But only with whatever remains
After I’m done running away
From the angry guy yelling at me,
Something about his apple-less tree.

Counts

Counts

by | Dec 16, 2022 | Uncategorized

Inspiration:
Being frustrated at my natural tendency to focus on to-do lists.
 
Medium:
Pigmented ink pen and watercolor pencils (used dry).
 
 
Counts
I can’t help but wonder
if it matters the number
of books that I’ve written or read,
 
Or check marks in boxes,
gold bars behind lockses,
by the time that I’m under the ground dead.
 
But if I can’t measure
my life by its pleasure,
how can I know if I’m winning the race?
 
Life’s not a game
scored with money or fame,
it’s a test of integrity, with grace!
 
Methinks it’s the places
I’ve put smiles on faces
that make life worth having lived.
 
And memories made
are less likely to fade
if more than received, I gived.

phast Foton

phast Foton

by | Dec 14, 2022 | Uncategorized

Inspiration:
Probably geeking out about physics.
 
Medium:
Pigmented ink pen and pastels.
 
 
phast Foton
I took a beam of light
And chopped it with an ax 
Searching for a photon
Dancing in parallax.
 
But I think I must’a missed it,
Cause there weren’t nothing there
But a newly broken block
And an echo in the air.
 
Dad said I gotta swing faster,
So faster and faster I swung,
But sadly I never hit it.
Hey look,  my chores are done! 

The Road to Infinity

The Road to Infinity

by | Dec 13, 2022 | Uncategorized

Inspiration:
Pondering the 2 absolutes: death and procrastination (taxes have loop holes!)
 
Note:
It’s not a typo 🙂
 
Medium:
Pigmented ink pen and watercolor pencils (used dry).
 
 
The Road to Infinity
On the road to infinity,
I’m nearly halfway there,
Falling short of divinity,
More tortoise, and less hair!
 
Though weary from my wandering
Toward the sideways number eight,
I’m decisive from my pondering,
(But as usual, I’m running late!)