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hot

Hot Sun © Mikhail Semenov | Dreamstime.com

Gonna be hot today they say well heck
it’s June it’s supposed to be hot so
bring it on heat bring it on

I hear some boob in Washington
got a new idea to inflict on us
and it’s about time somebody did something
about that it’s criminal just criminal

good thing we have people watching out
for us you know so many idiots in the world
they need to be herded of course not me
I’m more of a sheepdog but look at all
those sheep you know a good iron fist
is what w...

Monarchs

Monarch Butterflies © Jeanne Raises | Dreamstime.com

Monarchs
Everywhere
Today

— somebody put that on Facebook, so it must be true

It would be nice to be somewhere
Besieged by butterflies
It would be nice to be somewhere
Overrun by beauty
It would be nice to be somewhere
Conquered by lovely

That which governs the dance

My stream of consciousness, as it were, was dammed by the other side of the brain:

“What are you writing?”

“What are you trying to say?”

“What does it mean?”

“What madness will people think overcame you?”

All these questions until the madness was crowded out.

The Self-Editor or the Self-Censor, call it what I may — the governor (I love what that word means, it explains everything), Pressfield’s Resistance, Godin’s Dip — Every creative seems to have this internal struggle. T...

Awkward conversation with the muse

Come on universe, give me something.

“How rude.”

I guess I wasn’t very polite, addressing the muse like that.

“Do you think so?”

Yeah, sorry. I guess I’m a little impatient.

“Listen, young man —”

Thanks! But I don’t feel so young anymore.

(The universe sighs.)

Sorry. You were saying?

“I said.”

I don’t get it.

“Clearly.”

Oh! You said, “Listen, young man,” so OK, I’m listening.

(The universe sighs more deeply.)

Ooooh! You told me to listen! Listen with...

Fighting my inner zombie

“But I need to see my Likes! I should check to see if anyone reacted to my comment in Old Guys Who Like Old Comics or that thread about Madge the Palmolive Lady.”

My self looked at me askance. “Yesterday, when you banged your head against the dining room light fixture, are you should you didn’t hurt anything?”

“You may be right,” I admitted. “I do feel a little bit like I’ve been dipping into the silly sauce today.”

“Oh, you’re OK,” my self replied. “If you’re able to feel anything,...

I Berate Myself and Hear An Answer

“Fool!” I said to myself. “A quiet morning and the household asleep, and you browsed Facebook for 20 minutes — 20 minutes that could have produced a poem, an insight, an image, a story idea, or a solution.”

“And now you’ve fretted and sulked for five minutes,” my self replied, “five minutes that could have produced a poem, an insight, an image, a story idea, and a solution. Stop beating me up, relax, and look over there.”

I looked. “What’s over there?”

“The way forward,” my self replied...

Grass

We live for light

The light fools you, this time of year. You think you woke up late because of the light, but it’s barely 5:30 in the morning.

We live for light — the light awakens us
and renews us
and
and
and

it just does
no ands about it

Full is, well, full

I needed a few more hundred words on the subject of freedom to complete my next book of poems and aphorisms, Full, and that more than anything is why I assembled my thoughts into yesterday’s post, “The cost of freedom.”

And so I have moved Full: Rockets, Bells & Poetry into “production” mode, and you should be able to find it wherever you find your books by mid-June. The big question is whether I will ever break the microphones out of storage and begin my audiobooks career.

Speaking of...

The cost of freedom

Freedom is, in fact, free. We are born free. Our creator bestows freedom on us upon birth, including the right to life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness. The cost they talk about is the cost of protecting and defending those rights. There is also the cost of assuming the consequences of your free words and actions.

Who are these people who would attack your right to life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness? Well, when the phrase was coined and placed in a certain Declaration, the ma...