Think in the morning. Act in the noon. Eat in the evening. Sleep in the night.
- William BlakeBehind the Locked Door
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Poem by Think in the Morning: What Can We Know
[Mark Eanes Studio] There is no reasonUnless the reasonWe discoverIncrementally. In the dust,Out of it,Like everything livingWe leave our mark. We growToward the light,Toward the sun,Energy seeking the highest level. We are the only ones to questionThe pull of...
Poem by Think in the Morning: The Lion (inspired by Leonard Cohen)
The Lion waits outside the doorEnticed by the smell of fresh meatWithin, the brothel whorePrepares the substance of her treat. Green eyes smilingLion claws the lock.Opening, beguilingAnswering the knock. Babylon sisterTears at his skin.Rips the mane from his...
Poem by Think in the Morning: Red in Tooth and Claw
Tennyson won’t mindIf I steal his words.So many others have done it already.But he won’t appreciateMy conclusion thatThere are no happy endings.Our inner demons ultimatelyBeat out the better angels of our natureOr so I think.Where does my pessimism come...
Poem by Think in the Morning: If Stones Could Speak
If stones could speak The asteroids would say In their squeaky voices “Look out!” The moon would drawl John Wayne style as it sauntered along. Mountains would bellow like bears, Hills hiccup. The buttes, crags and mesas would echo Words of comfort to the...
Poem by Think in the Morning: The Old Sea Gull Cellar Bar
The genius of the original Sea Gull Cellar Bar,The one before the fire,Was that when in positionThe bartender could hear the front doorBut not see itAnd those who enteredInto the dark interiorHad to wait for their eyes to adjustBefore they could find their wayThrough...
Poem by Think in the Morning: Three Deer
Three deer eat in the mowed meadowTasting the flavor of gasoline and grass.I see them out of the glass windowAnd watch the wind furl their coats.They eat hungrily.The gasoline will kill them eventually.We have come by the way of the winding highwayStopped by...
Poem by Think in the Morning: Two Poems
Night and Day Oh Forest WoodYou block the sunAnd now the timeFor play is done.The mushroomed meadow, the needled rugLie in silenceThe worm, the root, the beaded dewWait in darkness.So quickly comes the dusk,The orange muddled night break,Privileged witness to the...
Poem By Think In The Morning: Nothing
I know that you areStanding thereIn your roomThinking how beautifulLife isBelieving that you canControl yourselfThat you can exist on a dietOf water and air.You are happy to be aloneLonely, but happy.It is inevitableThat you will remember ParisThat you will feel the...
Poem by Think in the Morning: On The Fourth Of July 2021
On The Fourth of July 2021(Inspired by William Blake, Auguries of Innocence) The silent journey of fish upstreamEmbarks the infant on his dream. Those whose love the trumpets singAre those who have no such thing. A love that suffers through the blightOutlasts the...
Poem by Think in the Morning: Truth
Truth I can rememberWhen I was youngerPossessed by hungerFor Truth.Now I am olderThinAnd starving.
Come Let Us Reason Together
The biblical phrase "come let us reason together" (Isaiah 1:18), one of President Lyndon Johnson's favorites, has been effectively replaced today with Bah Humbug! Reason is now obstruction, invective has replaced debate. Stalemate becomes the tactic because "where...
Living With The Lowly Tanoak
“Improvement makes straight roads; but the crooked roads without Improvement are the roads of genius.” William Blake The lowly tanoak even when dying or dead elevates my mood. Literature is replete with the trope of the frightening forest. For example, Dante lost...