DEPRESSION POEM
His elbow rests on his knee and his chin is in
the palm of his hand
he fights off the urge for another drink or
another smoke or
another anything else that might
pretend to ease
that craving that
sense of waiting
he wipes his forehead with his palm and wishes the answers were there
but they are not there or
anywhere else
Hemingway took the cowards way out
leaving me here to state it plainly
life has no answers for you, pal
answers are not what we are here
for
***
Mistress of the Free/Lady Liberty
Verse 1
Mistress of the free
Shall we ever
see you as before
Guiding in the lost and cold
onto our eastern shore
May we ever
see your torch again
Or shall your light
be snuffed away by ruling men
By those who changed what you had been
into a threat
into a fear
for all who dared to hold you dear
Chorus
And we made of you
a beacon to
the hopeless and the poor
We lit your torch so all could see
the hope beyond our door
And though you held it oh so high
a symbol of the free
They turned your torch into a sword
for all the world to see
Verse 2
Lady Liberty
Shall your people
let their voices soar
Turning back their rulers course
away from endless war
Shall your people
cast their lot with you
Or shall we fail
and let the madness start anew
The madness of the ruling few
So those who rule
so those who war
may cower at your peoples roar
Chorus
And we made of you
a beacon to
the hopeless and the poor
We lit your torch so all could see
the hope beyond our door
And though you held it oh so high
a symbol of the free
They turned your torch into a sword
for all the world to see
***
Both religion and science now tell us all this matter was “cast” out there or exploded into being from a tiny almost nothingness, we’ll call it a TAN. That leaves us an empty universe with this TAN which may explode.
It leaves me with a few more questions.
Isn’t there a lot of room in the near empty universe for other TANS? Are there other universe explosions?
Would these explosions bump into each other?
This TAN…What is it made of?
No matter how small something gets it can always be cut in half. It seems that every time we magnify something it gets bigger in our minds and it turns out to be made of other stuff.
A universe with one TAN in it
How big is that universe?
We can learn what happened after the explosion? It’s like finding the pieces of a bomb and trying to figure out what it looked like before it exploded.
Why did the TAN explode. Did it sit there and then, suddenly, BOOM?
This particular universe exploded and we find ourselves, 14 billion years later in a few billion years window of possible life on this planet, living 80 year lives wondering where all this stuff came from and thinking we can figure out the meaning of it all.
Bless our hearts!
News:
More than two dozen scientists from Michigan research universities, including teams from the University of Michigan and Wayne State University, contributed to the discovery of a particle that fits the description of the Higgs boson.
…..Without this particle, and the Higgs field it represents, matter would have no mass. Without mass, there would be no gravity, and thus no planets, stars, or galaxies, and therefore, no humans
………….Examiner.com
david michael jackson july 7 2012 send Bosons
Vampiric Fluff
reach into my soul
my tainted void
embrace your heart
and grasp my love
sing a song I can’t remember
and tell a tale I’ll never fathom
sonnets speaking
reading
poetry
write your vows
as I bleed mine
gagging on your sweet touch
Aphrodite’s purest nectur
flames enchanting
dancing through your eyes, reflecting-
a smitten coward
a golden God
a forsaken love
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***
GOOD FRIEND
alone again things hazy and alright
follow me till sun-up somewhere-madness
through the alleys sunshine gone missing
lost somewhere else bar-fight broken glass
death by cancer confused happy man says,
way out there,
yeah,
too far says hippie gone madness,
hippie fucking awol,
yeah,
move on baby she’s gone gone gone
lost you somewhere on that last filthy corner
neon judgment good friend somewhere-lost,
red river runs forever today
last beer before sun-come-up
lost him somewhere,
blue-jean billy-boy Winnipeg cravings man,
she steps up asks me for a cigarette
looking grim beautiful,
o.k. I say,
it’s okay,
i lost him somewhere
It’s gotten easier.
My back is still giving me a problem
but I’ve learned to cope.
I’ve worked it out.
Getting her into the wheel chair is the easy part,
then I just back her up to this door
well first I have to block the door open
with this concrete block.
Then I bring her to the edge of the doorway
I gotta be careful as I lower her over the ledge
almost lost her once.
Once I get her out here
I can pull the chair over this concrete
and down those steps to that concrete ledge,
I have to pull the wheelchair backwards
up that hill in the back yard.
I drive the car up the hill
in the side yard and park it
back there with the door open.
Once I pull the chair backwards up that hill I can
pick her up and
put her in the car.
You want some coffee?
david michael jackson