Monday, June 29, 2009

To Ethics and Free Will from London

Between the pages of old and new
Wit and intelligence also tell us what to do
One to the other bicker but agree
The world ends - and none are truly free

And many answers arise and make sense
Groomed, trimmed; suited for an eager mind
trying to make sense of the Big Feast
But at the end of the dinner, for who will grace be?

It's well understood
Right and wrong are murky-shallow pools
A many men have dipped and got wet with hate and this and that.

Still love conquers all: for science, muses and gardens of roses that will flourish
and die.
Yet, they all picked up the pen..with some type of purpose
And if nothing matters, I wished they'd follow their own accord.
But fools tend to manger at devilish foothills of mystery
When they'll think all is explained
Love will still remain
Unexplainable.

Monday, June 8, 2009

The Lady in bright orange

A girl, or maybe a women, was once the most popular for a full 10
Years. All her friends were children, and she was an old maid.
Someone once said she married at 13 to a Jew from the highlands.
In a cottage pass the stream, 20 minutes away from the town. New Rome
they called it. She, her husband and then skinny pale children inhabited the cottage
New Rome, exported a new compditty said to keep one's figure slim and the mind sharp as a tact.
The legion of neighbors, agreed to make it a closed community so as to concentrate the wealth. The yobo plant was plenty
Abundant, especially on diana's property. When she and her Jew husband visited the town, the guys and gals flocked to bump
Elbows with the legendary socialite.
Breaking it in
With
Words, letters, letter's words
Sentences, periods
Going for a walk

Words break it
In-words broken
Broken words
In.
The broken word Inn
Welcome.