Wednesday, December 19, 2012

Mathematics Is Cool!

math is cool,
just like me and you,
if we know the rule,
there is nothing we cannot do,
if we work hard,
problems can be solved without breaking heart,
if we learn every day,
we can make math fun and gay,
if you are curious about mathematics,
knowing that it is divided as geometry and algebra,
Geometry is Ji He,
algebra is Dai Shu,
enjoy the perfect symmetry or preciseness
behind it,
love math,
no doubt about IT!

Tuesday, December 4, 2012

Yank Sword (From New Spoon River)

You get so used to saying a thing
like:" All ready," "Over they go,"
"Just a moment," "Head of the Army,"
"I object," or "Next"-
That's its really yourself at the end of life,
and dying whether you say it
or a voice is saying it to you?
And I who had barbered all of them,
for A. D. Blood to Lusius Atherton,
and told them stories, and laughed at theirs,
And shared them in their coffins,
Thought I was working in my shop
Dyeing the hair of Henry Bennett
when a voice said: "next"-
I think the voice was mine.

Wednesday, November 28, 2012

The Village Burglar By Anonymous

Under the spreading gooseberry bush,
the village burglar lies,
The burglar is a hairy man
with whiskers round his eyes.
He goes to church on Sundays,
He hears the Parson shout,
He puts a penny in the plate
and takes a shilling out.

Sunday, November 25, 2012

The Things of The World By Kay Ryan

Whereever the eye lingers
it finds a hunger,
The things of the world
want us for dinner.
Inside each pebble or leaf
or puddle is a hook.
The appetities of the world
compete to catch a look.
What does this mean
and how does it work?
Why aren't rocks complete?
Why isn't green adequate
to grey? We aren't gods
whose gaze could save,
but that's how the things
of the world behave.

Friday, November 16, 2012

Haiku of Random Days

3.11 and 9,
Gas prices have been changing,
Not much benefits.
Traffic jams at 5,
patience, and embrace function,
go home needs apt drive.
T-mobile, new mode,
Letters need address and code,
family tale told.
daytime home, night walks,
fresh air and good mood do help,
not much criticize.
Pen, pencil, and ink,
writing needs good technique,
create without barres.

Thursday, November 8, 2012

Leaves Like fish By Gladys Cardiff

Cottonwood, willow, and briar,
Night air billows in the dark grove,
Hauls the alders over, their leaves.
Jumping, spilling silver-bellied on the lawn;
The lighted wind is running with a flood
of green fish, phosphorescent and wild.
On the winter grass, breaking like struck matches,
Without warmth or place, random as green minnows.
Above the clouds the sky waits, one celled.
Expanded over tides and winds, loving
The south wind as much as the north,
Schooling the planets in discretion and form.

Friday, November 2, 2012

The Newbery Awards and More on Books That Ring True and Helpful!

Poetry, fairy tales,
Biography, parenting, CDs,
romance, short stories.
Language arts, yoga,
Traveling, cooking, Taichi,
Tax forms, weekly themes.
Yearly book sales,
Patrons, book picks, award winning
book shelves, festive!

Hyde Park Thursday Poets Rally Week 76: October 31-November 7, 2012, on Book Awards...National...

Wednesday, October 24, 2012

You Are The All In All, O' Lord! By Irene Maxiwell

You are the all in all,
you are the ONE in the many,
You are the many in the ONE,
You are all there is that IS!
I am the living truth I am,
I am the living truth You Are,
In this recognition is self-Realization
and also God-realization!

Friday, October 19, 2012

Nostalgia By Jomboree F. Higgins

I cannot build dreams with wooden reality...
the blueprints have suddenly changed,
We're no longer what we used to be.
How can you know how much I hurt
when you will not listen to me?
The ache is deeper than ever I realized
until today,
emptiness has taken over the hot nights;
Our only bond is Suzie-
Suzie of the laughing face and kindergarten enthusiasm.
I want to ask you what happened to forever
and the promises of love,
but i cannot penetrate your walls
to even ask you that.
Are you inside somewhere, John?
Have you learned not to care?
i will understand someday
why i feel wooden now, and why
you constructed barricades!

Saturday, October 13, 2012

Without You! (Love, Poetry, and War)

Thursday Short Story Slam Week 29: Dramas and Freedom

Without you,
The time will be dull,
The stove will be cold,
The room will be half full,
and the mind will be empty.
Without you,
No mood to read,
No day is serene,
No food to satisfy the hunger or greed,
and no trees seem green.
Without you,
no hands to shake,
no muffins to bake,
no music to listen,
No words spoken.
Without you,
no tea in the mug,
no fruits in the plate,
no cereal in the bowl,
and always sleep late and get up late!

Monday, October 8, 2012

Follow The Drinking Gourd


Hyde Park Thursday Poets Rally Week 74 (October 4 -October 10)

Follow the drinking gourd,
When the rooster crows and darkness expels,
Follow the drinking gourd,
The chairman is ready to take you to freedom.
The shoulder of the highway makes a mighty resting spot,
The common senses will blaze the trial,
Peg foot, hind feet, marching on,
Follow the drinking gourd.
Now the roadway turns divergent,
There's turnpikes on the way north bound,
The arrow signs reveal the different bound,
Follow the drinking gourd.