Lady Fair

In the garden with my lady fair
The scent of jasmine filling the air
With moonlight shimmering in her hair
Two souls as one, with love to share

It would be this evening in this garden divine
That I would ask her if she’ll be mine
Hoping it would be a yes, for all to be fine
As without her love I would surely pine

As the stars appeared between moon and land
I took in mine, her tiny hand
I offered to her an engagement band
“Yes my darling I will” hearing this I felt so grand

The stars and moon they shone so bright
The garden now forever a delight
For me she would soon be wearing white
I was the happiest man alive that night

Technological advances for healing
Or for building weapons for destroying
Life saver or life taker
Pace maker or code breaker
Brain scanner or pain maker
MRI or TNT, CPR or GPS
Atmosphere pollution of nuclear tests
Political and particle fallout
Creating pitiful government handout
Chemical cocktails to restart the heart
Or redesigned to blow us apart
Scientists engaged in saving mankind
With vaccines and medicines to find
Developing compounds for various uses
Governments money leads to abuses
Why use up intellectual resources
To sustain life, prolong life and save life
Then use these same resources
To maim life, debase life and end life
Technology can be creativity in reverse
Professors Engineers and Assemblers
Are misguided missiles of industry
Ending or sustaining misery
Lining the pockets of corporate giants
Or strengthening the hold of tyrannical tyrants
A fight we have to endure hand in hand
It’s nature and not the nature of man
You may suffer or it could be quick
Tick....tick....tick.....tick.....tick....tick
BANG

I The Wishing Well

You think that being a Wishing Well
Would be a very good profession
A hole in the right location
Water added for effect
Just wait and monies thrown in
You would be so very wrong
So I’ll give you an explanation
For I am but an halfway house
I don’t make the final decision
I have to listen to all the wishes
I have to make a choice
I pass on those wishes based on merit
Others I disregard
I hear wishes based on torment
And wishes based on greed
Wishes based on sorrow
And wishes based on greed
Wishes based on loss
And wishes based on greed
I have to understand inflection
To justify my reaction
When I hear these words
“I wish my Father could die”
Is he is ill and in great pain
Or does he own a large plot of land
I once had a man with gold around his neck
Gold on his wrist
He dropped a sovereign into me
This alone would have satisfied many wishes
I wondered as it fell would this be for health
No it was extra wealth
My bed is not a good place to be
Among the route of all evil
And the evil that lies within
If I were allowed a wish
This is what it would be
That there were no need
No need for a wishing well

A Moral Tale (in Limerick form)

There was a man from the city
Who was annoyed with earthly depravity
He built himself a rocket ship
So out of this world he could slip
For a new life on Mars, with no gravity

This same man from the city
Thought he would find blissful eternity
When half way through his mission
He had a collision
That would bring him back to reality

And as he was tumbling
He heard a strange rumbling
A Martian ship on its way back
They stopped, they had a chat
Said the Martian “why are you grumbling?”

I find Earth far better than Mars
As my planet is littered with scars
I’m going back to rally my troops
And send to Earth exploratory groups
Your people, we’ll displace to the stars

After surviving his fall
He found Earth not bad at all
And he warned of impending invasion
Saving all life from every nation
So remember this when you set out your stall

Earth may not be healthy or clean
To leave you don’t have to be keen
And it doesn’t take drastic measures to show
That you should trust the Devil you know
For the grass on Mars isn’t green

SPIRIT of the FOREST

Morning takes so long to arrive
In the depths of the tangled forest
Where the trees cast a dappled light
And the mist lingers long

The mist swirls and dances
An eerie hypnotic trance
A ghost like apparition
In the dew spread grass

Where the sunlight falls
Prismatic reflections appear
Shadows take on ghastly shapes
Distorting the refracted beams

As the ground absorbs
Heat from the suns intrusion
The mist slowly elevates
A million demons in the air

They float and weave
A web of gothic confusion
Linger a while in the treetops
And slowly disappear

Night engulfs, its time to haunt
And morning arrives so slowly
There once again revealed
This mystical spirit of the forest

Deepavali Wishes

Please forgive any inaccuracies in this offering
It is written from the heart and not the head.

The festival of lights is upon you
May you all remember it well
Achieve your personal victory
With the evil that you dispel
And when you light your candles
When they are shining bright
Floating away down the river
You become aware of your inner light
The harvesting now is over
And I hope that in your private field
That you have tended with so much love
Crops, your dreams have produced a hearty yield
Like Rama’s conquest over Ravana
Good against evil forever should reign
In the harmonious state of Nirvana
All this with your faith you gain

I wish this upon all my poet friends
And this world as a whole
That without hurting others
You can achieve your personal goal
So have a very happy Diwali
And a prosperous new year
A heartfelt wish to all that I hold so dear

MELANCHOLY MOOD

Woke up this morning in melancholy mood
I can’t begin to wonder why
The sun is shinning oh so bright
And birds sing in the sky

The more I ponder the more I brood
Upon this question of why
The sun becomes less bright
And clouds appear in the sky

All I know is this can’t be good
As I continue to wonder why
The sun through the clouds must fight
And give glow once again to the sky

Then when I’m out of the wood
And I’ve solved the question of why
The sun gives way to night
And the stars appear in the sky

Sleep is such a nourishing food
That satisfies this hunger for why
The sun now a wonderful sight
And I wake, as one with the sky