The Robot that was Man
is out standing-
love spreading wings
to sometimes win
pearls of wisdom
from cyclical synergy
living, feeling, and thinking.
Out Standing
in cold rain shining
bridges of space
and time,
are promises
of colorful destiny
in heavens uniting
Earth and Sky
Love spreads wings
both Cupid's and Psyche's
Rational thought
and irrational feelings
spring alight
at rainbows bridging
truth and beauty.
Sometimes winning
when you lose
like winnowing the grain
One's Victory comes
at the price of loss
as Magic comes
at the price of ignorance
and God comes
at the price of nature
and Society comes
at the price of freewill
and Progress comes
at the price of innovation
"Pearls of Wisdom"
a type of beer-
a man brews it on 3rd St.
homebrewed
gives you superpowers
Cyclical Synergy
hibernates
inside shells
of an electron
and outside
by pressure waves
of photon's
theoretical existence
in bears' hearts
thundering like elephant
while framing together time's manger
at turtles crawl.
Living, Feeling, and Thinking-
this force- synergy-
ties the universe together
His proper name spoken only
on the first day
of each existence
with memory propelling him
to ends as mystery
deepens with each
question gleaned
My poetry is a game
bridging space and time.
I watch cupid and psyche
pricing ignorance
for superpowers.
Outside,
mystery deepens.
is out standing-
love spreading wings
to sometimes win
pearls of wisdom
from cyclical synergy
living, feeling, and thinking.
Out Standing
in cold rain shining
bridges of space
and time,
are promises
of colorful destiny
in heavens uniting
Earth and Sky
Love spreads wings
both Cupid's and Psyche's
Rational thought
and irrational feelings
spring alight
at rainbows bridging
truth and beauty.
Sometimes winning
when you lose
like winnowing the grain
One's Victory comes
at the price of loss
as Magic comes
at the price of ignorance
and God comes
at the price of nature
and Society comes
at the price of freewill
and Progress comes
at the price of innovation
"Pearls of Wisdom"
a type of beer-
a man brews it on 3rd St.
homebrewed
gives you superpowers
Cyclical Synergy
hibernates
inside shells
of an electron
and outside
by pressure waves
of photon's
theoretical existence
in bears' hearts
thundering like elephant
while framing together time's manger
at turtles crawl.
Living, Feeling, and Thinking-
this force- synergy-
ties the universe together
His proper name spoken only
on the first day
of each existence
with memory propelling him
to ends as mystery
deepens with each
question gleaned
My poetry is a game
bridging space and time.
I watch cupid and psyche
pricing ignorance
for superpowers.
Outside,
mystery deepens.