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POEMS & FLEETING THOUGHTS

TRAGEDY AND GREED

Planes crash,

People die,

And industry

Gets slapped

On the wrist.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

March 30, 2019 at 8:05 pm 1 comment

POEMS & FLEETING THOUGHTS

OUR FATE

 

We are nothing but a life-form created to appreciate that life, appreciate all life.

We have failed.

Through ignorance and greed, we have chosen profit before compassion.

destroying our world without concern for the implications.

Better luck next time.

 

October 17, 2018 at 10:28 pm Leave a comment

POEMS & FLEETING THOUGHTS

VALUE

When you can buy
Anything you desire
Those possessions
No longer have
Value.

September 18, 2018 at 10:28 pm 1 comment

Life’s Cycle

When young
You reach
To the future,
In old age
The reach is done,
Now,
The waiting begins.

September 17, 2018 at 10:02 pm 1 comment

POEMS & FLEETING THOUGHTS

When you can purchase whatever you desire

Those possessions no longer

Have value.p

June 28, 2018 at 11:06 pm 1 comment

POEMS AND FLEETING THOUGHTS: THE HUMANITY OF MISTAKES.

Have you ever made a mistake and said, “I’m only human?”
Being a writer of science fiction, my mind dwelled on the phrase.

Who knows why?

Of course at this point I let my imagination take over, conquering rational thought. I pictured an expedition to a distant planet much like ours. They landed and found no occupants. After months of searching one of the team found a document explaining the demise of the civilization. “We were a race of perfection. No mistakes were ever made. Eventually, we die of boredom.

June 13, 2018 at 11:02 pm 2 comments

POEMS & FLEETING THOUGHTS

THE 50 YEAR HIGH SCHOOL REUNION

Recently, about a year ago or so I was invited to the reunion of the 50th anniversary of my high school graduating class. Called by a guy I vaguely remembered, we talked about our lives and about my attendance. I said I would not.
Here are the reasons.
I had a crush on a few girls. Admiring their slender bodies, those wonderful maturing bodies with developing breasts and legs of infinite beauty. I shared friendships with guys who shared my interests. We all were young looking to the future.
Honestly, I do not want to know if those young, hopeful classmates fulfilled their dreams. How the world treated their hopes. I do not want to know of the failed marriages, the disappointing careers, the lives spent in no way matching what they planned. And perhaps I do not want them to know how my life and dreams came to fruition not planned.
Avoiding the reunion, gives me the opportunity to preserve the memory of those youthful smiles, faces full of hope and dreams. I do not want those visions erased by the reality of the elderly remnants of a past gone. And foremost, I do want the knowledge of those who have died.
This is a weakness.
When I have a dear friend dying, I visit while we can talk about passed experiences. While we can talk about life but never their thoughts of what comes next.
I have no desire to gaze upon the reality of life while remembering the past while those I held dear are they nothing but shells waiting for the end. I want to remember them, all of them, with eyes to the future, not how that future dealt with their dreams.

December 9, 2017 at 10:02 pm 1 comment

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