CRAZY / sad / SILLIOUS / mad
2. What’s It Worth
3. Piggy Mouse Day
4. Bears for Breakfast
5. Gummy Pie
6. Out Again
7. A New Day for the World
9. H to Eau
10. The Puzzle
If you smile me a smile, I’ll smile back
If you give me a look that you don’t think about
I may look back without thinking about being disturbed
If you feel disturbed you’ll be looking mad at me
If I see you mad I’ll be mad at you
If you see me mad you’ll get even, angrier,
If I see you really angry I’ll look like a hitter
I you see me look like I would hit you
You’ll already be ready to hit me back
If I see you ready to hit me back I’ll
Wait a minute!
I never did anything to you
You never did anything to me
I don’t remember how this started in the first place
I’ll just try to stop looking angry at you first
Now you don’t look mad back at me
In fact I think I saw a friendly look now
That makes me want to look friendly at you
And sure enough you just smiled back
Looking back it should end no other way.
WHAT’S IT WORTH
Sun sets above the clouds
Work is done, at least for now
No birds fly by, we’re much too high
Sitting here on a rented blue seat
In this silver tube, matching wings outside
Windows are welcome to ease
The sight of other tired travelers
Quiet except for the constant hush
Coming from a steady 500 mile an hour
Rush I don’t even feel at all
Something to read, yes, I’ll have that
But put it down again to reach for this pad
Causing the lines to curl into rows of words
Holding quiet conversations with how I feel
Just going home, just plain tired
Having secured another day’s money for what it’s worth
PIGGY MOUSE DAY
Iggy piggy had a pinky little nose
He poked it into biggy trouble when he smelled a rose
The rose was red and it smelled real sweet
But he pricked his little nosy on a thorn, no treat
Piggy backed away and he started to cry
“That was not a nice flower for my nosie to try!”
Behind him he bumped into a big garbage can
Inside were some mousies and off they ran
The mousies were happy ‘cause they’d been stuck there
Till piggy came along bringing such good luck
Down and around the city street they ran
To the bakery shop past the shocked baker man
In a bowl the jumped and they started to eat
A fresh rice pudding, which was such a treat
They ate it all up till the bowl was all dry
Then they jumped over into a blueberry pie
They were stuck in the pie and they couldn’t get out
When the baker came in and he started to shout
“First it’s mice who heat my pudding of rice
Now they think they’re some kind of a blueberry spice!”
He got so mad as he ran over there
Picking up blue mouse pie tossing it in the air
The mice were scared as they started to fall
The pie went straight on and it splashed on the wall
The mice dropped down- can you guess where they ran?
Yup, right back into that same old garbage can
The baker swept up his poor pie on the wall
And threw it in the garbage where the mice ate it all
By now Piggy had forgotten all about the thorn
From the rose that had stuck him as this story was born
Piggy to mice to rice then to pie
That’s a happy ending to just say goodbye.
BEARS FOR BREAKFAST
Tommy never liked to eat in the morning.
“My tummy is tired and so am I.
Give me something later, please.
I would gladly wait till lunch.”
When the middle of the day came around
Sure enough, Tommy was hungry.
He had one helping, maybe two or three.
Lunch Maker said, “You’re hungry as a bear.”
That kept him going all day long.
Study, play, homework, errands
All came easy on a happy tummy
Until another mealtime treat.
Dinner was the same as lunch.
“Pass me more of everything please.”
More of this and more of that
Made him stuffed liked a teddy.
As Tommy got older
He had to wake earlier.
This was no fun.
The mornings were long.
Then one day he found when he first got up
He was hungry as could be for breakfast.
That made him feel good all morning long.
Breakfast Maker said, “What good news.”
You know you were not alone, dear Tom,
Everyone used to be a morning grump just like you.
Now that we’ve scratched out the right mealtimes
We’re all a bunch of bears for breakfast.
Gummy pie, gummy pie
makes me smile, I wonder why
stick your fingers in, o my!
have some fun with gummy pie
Start out with a bowl or tin
stir some sticky stuff right in
jelly beans and chocolate mints
add some honey and mix again
Sprinkle in some sugar too
molasses for a taste that’s new
what would maple syrup do?
makes a batch of yummy goo!
Now it’s running over the top
sticky, icky unreasonable glop
more of everything, don’t stop!
if it spills we’ll get a mop
All done making our GP
It tickled me, why would that be?
Stuck my fingers in, yee-hee
now they’re stuck in gummy P
Why’d we make it? Don’t know why
some things you’ve just got to try
if no one eats it, we won’t cry
we made a funny gummy pie!
If you could have a perfect day
Would it be-
Sit in a garden, watching flowers grow
No, way to boring and slow
And there would be bugs
Have an auditorium all to yourself
With pick of orchestral sounds
Well, no one else would be around to hear
Fly away to an unknown island
Sandy beaches, breezes, tall cool drinks
Exotic flavors all new to swallow ing
But of course that wouldn’t be home
No I’ll take my garden in my mind
The music plays there anyway
While closing my eyes imagine the island
As though I were not out again
On the road working for someone else
A New Day for the World
The day begins with dawn's pleasing light
Calm bridging between night and day
As morning sun opens up a new page
Slowly people's activities begin to heat up
Smiles turn serious, then darken into frowns
Goodness evaporates - emotions boil over
Fueling the flames already warming civilization
Leading to rudeness, hate, war and death
Until a new day appears again by grace
From the ashes of a burned yesterday
Bringing the cool morning light of new hope
With the promising smile of another day
Another chance to make it to a better tomorrow.
From a single cell of himself (through Mother’s grace)
Enables you to magically be born into your own life
Holds your hand tightly at first
Releasing it at the right time to walk on your own
Sees that your values solidly fill in the right directions
Balancing your strength of decision and of muscle
Remains cool while debating everything
Knowing that he was once there himself too
Now can travel to your home
Greeting the girl that you have married
Holds his new grandson with beaming pride, endless smiles
Revitalized from age with each visit
Redoubles his joy, knowing more than ever
The layers that unfold in the continuing spiral of life
Is the one you can never thank enough
For your own life, his friendship, his eternal love
H 2 Eau
Out of a single drop
A universe within comes swimming
Full of abundant varieties of life
A pearl seeding the endless worlds of planets
One first body crawls from the sea
Leaving the ocean without, yet remaining an ocean within
Partly constituted but purely based in salt, crystallized there
Embodying all worlds and all time
Out of air, and earth and fire
Dipped and raised in this universal cup of gold
We are infant individuality born in conflict
Commonly raised from liquid bearing life
Essential saline solutions and living brines
Now the same as in the very beginning
Disguised in multiples of similar forms
Flowing, streaming, clouding, condensing until snowing
As clearly as every starry flake is unique
Vain and quickly forgetting that we melt to a common pool
Dipped and raised in this transforming cup of gold
Out of air, and earth and fire
In ignorance of universal history, claiming special favor
In spite of undeniable fluidic likeness among us
We soon argue how each of us alone is one and only
Growing so specialized we must destroy any image outside the mirror
At odds with firmly established ground where we have grown
In defiance of the colors and movements of each other
Striking to kill the essence of others around-
Stop: Let us not forget that we were first dissolved
Out of air, and earth and fire and
We remain nothing but this
F E E L I N G S
O F T SAME
V R O
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E X C L U D E
Y O U OTHER
M E YES