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Tuesday, March 13, 2007

A Bushite domain name proclaimed

meek4dinner.(h)ate

how many
how many ways to say
we are fools
damn fools in a fools paradise
before we bow
ask how
or is it why
make a leap of faith
to reality
where god is not an excuse
an excuse for hating
hating our sisters
hating our brothers
hating our fathers
hating our mothers
sisters, brother, fathers , mothers
who once were children
whose DNA is not colored
white
by our fucking friends
who we lie
under
taking the rap
while they
write
beatitudes for killing
enemies
inside our souls

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Saturday, February 10, 2007

Short histiographic poetry trip for lazy readers

Better ahead than a behind

There was this Saint
Francis of Assisi
A rich kid who
Had these Oedipal struggles,
maybe it was his Dad
or maybe it was loose living
I never can quite decide
but it was probably just guilt
that got the best of him.
He wanted to take off his clothes
Be a disciple of Socrates
or was it Archimedes?
One of the two, but
his timing wasn’t good,
So he painted himself tree green
Started talking to the birds.
This was out of order
So what could he do, but
Grow his own.
Well you know how it goes

If you’re ahead of your time
Everybody thinks you’re smoking dope
& a life of poverty is your fate.
After Pope Innocent had a bad dream
He called begging
A pattern for virtuous living
(Not for him, you understand, for that
poor sucker in his dream)
St Frances finally got the last laugh
He caught up with Innocent in Purgatory
Both were waiting for a map
A heaven guide book
As it turns out, it was about the time
Galileo came up with new insight
Sort of a revolutionary earth idea
about how the world goes around
It sort of turned
the Pope’s world upside down
Frances was at the bottom
on earth
Now he was on top.
With his bad eyes, stigmataism I think,
He took his map and went
the wrong way,
but he got where he was heading anyway
Which is why he is often called
the patron saint of Corrigan,
Both are remembered for going
The wrong way.



Hint for the creative loafer, busy student, or ... whatever


In my opinion, every poem should take the reader on a trip. The internet and the hyperlinks in this piece ease the burden of discovery. Most poems are not hyperlinked, but no problem, go to "The Free Dictionary" and learn how to customize your browser. Do it once and the next time you are curious about a word or phrase, highlight it and right click. Wola.

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