i invited rimbaud to dinner, but rambo showed up.

[mtmynd]

'cornball' 
she said
after 
another bad joke

it's not easy.

[still.trucking]

not so easy
even so, man's gotta do
grateful I was created so

I invited Nietzsche to dinner
But he showed up
I am not a mad man

[mtmynd]

i get no respect! next thing i'll be getting my walking papers from Doreen.

____________________
our potential
like a stack of blocks
lying in a pile or
lying in disarray
awaiting the
creation of
what we are

but what we are
deep inside
can only be revealed
one block at a time
surely placed

while time awaits
giving us opportunity
to complete our being
giving us a ticket
to move on
another world
another place
another time

to create once again
a new potential
a new being
given to us
as inspiration
not to be feared

but taken and held
a treasure from
the mystery
that longs to
be held
beheld
by our
potential
_________________

[still.trucking]

re: doreen's walking papers

I would turn and walk away just because she asked me to
oh lord I hope she never does

i had a Neanderthal childhood
that's my excuse

the afterlife

my good days are running short
80 is so gottdam old, any day there could be a walker in my hands instead of this keyboard.
in the meantime, I have been blessed to still be able to ride my bike, type my text word by block.
I am a late bloomer
this is my work
there is a hypertext novel in these ramblings of mine.
maybe someday I will find someone to help me with it
in the meantime, I gotta trudge on
if I can't leap, I can still trudge boldly trudge into a new happy future(Orwell 1984

[zero_hero]

I keep on abusing the haiku board
next thing I will be getting my walking papers from judih

sorry the link to the afterlife is a very fine poem by billy collins

but actually the poem I had in mind was a Karl Shapiro poem about the underworld
he said he should have taken notes.

[judih]

walking papers
hyperlink to another dimension
rendezvous to come