"Laughter from his quick wit and turn of phrase reminded me that it was all a dream from which I still had not awakened. I could quote my favorite gems from his marvelous eye and mind-opening insights. Now that I have made brief summaries of each poem, I will return to them like old friends, all waiting to comfort and amuse me again and again."
- Dr. William W. Whitson, Graduate Fletcher School of Law and Diplomacy, Former Chief Foreign Affairs/National Defense of Library of Congress
The Ladder of my Success Against What Wall?
In the valley of natural movement
where I was not.
I was in some rags to riches
kindness to bitches duality
analyzing and comparing
caressing and tearing
thinking I was going somewhere
climbing up the ladder of my success
against what wall
I did not know
other than
that it was there
and you know -
standing there
in my silicon hair
I did not care ...
I did not care because
all the others were there
believing that God made
this pathetic, insane world and universe
of buying and selling
and paying and paying
the big hidden price
for this seemingly,
endless suffering, this separation curse
yet we keep longing
after some idealized expression
we romance our Authurian legends
we moon after the Sun King and Queen;
in our heart of hearts
we all know that somewhere
somehow that true love
is the return ticket, but
We are all so quick
to turn our back on it
to shut out the God within
cycle after cycle we will not
see our mate as God:
not good enough, not bad enough
not rich enough, not bright enough
and it's we who make it tough
because we're the Prince and Princess
don't we deserve the best?
May we please see them all undressed?
Ah, but do we have to settle for the One?
We cry pathetically
as if we lost something.
And there you have it another rung
of my sorry-ass ladder of success
up against some distraction wall
I never even considered
whether I really wanted over
or maybe unconsciously
more wanted
to just fall.
