eat

Posted: August 20, 2013 in eat
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Life’s deals, food heals.

Broccoli is the crown renown.

We should all honor food with silence, for chewing.

Rewards are mostly in heaven — except food.

My body has two galleries, and so I’m counting calories.

Eat as much as you want — under one serving.

To eat well — don’t.

What you eat, you keep.

Gluttony is the deadly sin that murders all the rest.

The invention of children led to the decline of food.

A happy meal makes a sad adult.

Food far from fine is fast.

Cut your food at your own table; cut nothing at your neighbors.

We are what we don’t eat.

The soul’s best entree is silence; its favorite dessert, talk.

Africa

Posted: August 20, 2013 in Africa
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Africa’s a rarity, not a common charity.

Africa is an elephant, too heavy to be picked up, but not to heavy to lift itself.

Africa will return to its roots when it sits under it’s own shade.

All Africa’s high hills hope.

Africa is lore and roar and gorgeous, brillant cultural ore.

Elephants not presidents are Africa’s great residents.

The same linen that graces the African stateroom graces the African delta.

America is extra stuff, Africa is people, and enough.

After the slave traders stole Africa’s souls with ships, the Africans took them back with songs.

When all African streams run into one river, all the Africans will dance on the top of one water.

honesty

Posted: August 11, 2013 in honesty
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If you present the naked truth, someone will dress it.

Honesty is the best oddity.

Every truth lies, within someone.

The wise put on their body armor, then fire a round of honesty into what is evil.

An honest adulthood may be hammered out of a childhood forged in lies.

I can only be as honest with you as I am with myself.

The truly honest admit their own disinclination to it.

The truth may lose a case but win a race.

Honest revelation invites evaluation.

If you wear a suit and tie, people will believe your lie.

imperfect

Posted: August 6, 2013 in imperfect
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Better is good.

Perfectionism goads an old nag to a early grave.

The belief that I must be perfect is the lie that keeps me from being good.

To overlook a defect one must be nearly perfect.

Cover all imperfection with love.

To avoid failing an imperfect world, practice forgiving yourself.

Perfectionists like microscopes; everyone else prefers blindness.

Fools build one perfect house for themselves; the wise build many imperfect ones for others.

What isn’t grilled to perfection  may yet be seasoned with graciousness.

Neglect shows no respect.

Failure is attended — like the rain — by sadness.

A scratch on what’s new is damage; on what is old, it’s character.

The only perfect response is a gentle acceptance of imperfection.

crazy

Posted: July 24, 2013 in crazy
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The assumption of sanity is the gift we give to those we love.

Acceptance of insanity is core to our humanity.

To avoid becoming unhinged, don’t manufacture human screw drivers.

When everyone but you is nuts, you can be sure it’s you that’s putz.

A twisted mind is a rumpled sheet under a smooth spread.

If you’re being driven crazy, switch drivers.

Secret vice dresses nice, but still retains a poison brain.

None who rule here on earth, do so with ample reason’s girth.

When children aren’t happy, parents get wacky.

Raving contains nothing worth saving.

When all the world’s as wacky as a betsy bug, some flubber or an outhouse mouse then let’s take shelter in the lunacy of love.

shakespeare

Posted: July 21, 2013 in shakespeare
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He shakes and spears his play’s veneers.

Shakespeare is an eloquence that makes our ears less ignorant.

Soliloquy by any other Shakespeare smells not as sweet.

The bard was brilliant lines, two hours upon the stage, and then — enshrined!

It is the vaulting literary prize to look into the soul though Shakespeare’s eyes.

Some are born great; some scriven, scrawl and stage their way to there.

If Shakespeare be the lute, play on.

Sweet are the uses of the bard, which like the finest confectionery — sugared and candied — hold yet the savouriest flavors deep within.

Legacy achieves supremacy when dressed in finest poetry.

When the English language ran short, Shakespeare added to it from his own verbal length.

O! for a muse of spears, to shake the brightest minds and dullest ears.

unique

Posted: July 11, 2013 in unique
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Opportunity’s mint stamps its own imprint.

Unique is me, distinctly not like thee.

What is unique is a set of similar differences.

It’s unique to be alike.

There are no groups, only indivduals in the same spaces.

A question is a shovel; it can unearth an individual.

Geeks and freaks, unique boutiques.

Discover, don’t cover, another.

Uniqueness is the gift we give to what we love.

What is unique is best explained by what is singular.

Bleach is to DNA as conformity is to personality.

Explore the world, discover two; plumb your self, find one.

Conventionality loves a mirror; individuality adores a window.

Race is a distinctity subsumed by our humanity.

We are more similar than we are not.

science

Posted: June 30, 2013 in science
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Science is the well-planned test we use to prove the theory best.

Science is a competition, played by those with erudition, hungry for some recognition.

The most precisely measured inch is still the master chef’s rough pinch.

Science without ethics is like a war without sides.

Anchored minds prefer safe harbors; scientific minds crave wild waters.

Science bends to flay and weigh to the end of gaining pay.

Iron may sharpen iron, but peer reviews hold science’s truth to the grindstone.

The telescope is our last hope, unless we evoke the microscope.

Science is no manored squire; it ventures pyroclastic fire.

Empiricism trumps solipsism by a number equal to the population of earth.

Stabilists always become mobilists after the earth moves out from under them.

Earth is moved by deep commotion; the psyche’s lava is emotion.

verbose

Posted: June 24, 2013 in verbose
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Gush if you must — then hush.

Too long makes the speech wrong.

Verbosity is a riot against quiet.

Those exporting verbal ware should sail the zephyr’s side of care.

Quiesce and effervesce, celebrate both rest and zest.

Maudlin may play a sappy violin, but heartless silence saws a sick dirge deep within.

The wise verbose toast the most articulate cosmos.

Prattle, prattle, rock and rattle; tattle, tattle — it’s a custody battle.

Hoarse, hoarse, remorse, remorse; of course, of course it’s a screamin’ divorce!

Prolix, bollix.

The crushed gush their secrets; the wise absorb them in layers of quietness.

The orator speaks softly and ears open; windbags yell and deafen the whole world.

Colloquy keeps shooting soliloquy, but Shakespeare keeps raising her from the dead!

neologistical

Posted: June 16, 2013 in neologistical
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Secrecy is snod and goo; honesty the zim, zam, zoo.

Mockify, scornificate but not when you are tête à tête.

One duff in your own cuff is worth two tuffs in someone else’s schmuff.

The summo-bonisto is the endo-con-entro of the ampho-de-electro.

There is no new bim, bam, bum underneath the sin, san, sun.

Beware the Jabberwock that talks with xauk, qauk, schmauk.

Ra is Jah, ha-fa-la and dah-dee-dah.

Distinctio-bufrificate before you date and crate a mate.

To cow a haughty brow or lowly sow is never papa-om-mow-mow.

Magic is poof, schmoof and goof the doof.

If snikted, forgikte.

Neologisms are just leggophemes snapped together with lingooftic syllomooftics.

lesser laws

Posted: June 14, 2013 in lesser laws
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We always owe the quid pro quo.

Foreigners are just family afar.

The slave will be the witness at the trial of the slave owner’s soul.

A sabbathed tongue rests everyone.

Loyalty has a single set of lips; treachery keeps an extra pair in its pocket.

Finders seekers; losers reapers.

Join an enraged crowd; depart from a sound mind.

Favoring the poor is the same bias as favoring the rich.

Every exception to a rule isn’t the beginning of a new one.

Deliberate harm wears stripes; not intentional dresses as it pleases.

Love gains; hate wanes.

Congregate and celebrate both pistillate and staminate.

graduation

Posted: June 10, 2013 in graduation
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Blink once, maturation: twice, graduation; thrice, compensation.

Education scares us to breadth.

Graduation is a decked-out, hand-shook, best-foot forward.

The greatest pleasure of a good education comes as we slowly unwrap it.

No pomp will avoid circumstance.

“You can do anything you set your heart on” is the official lie presented with all diplomas.

Only love will save us from platitudes.

A perfect attendance award is how we honor what is amazing — and freakish.

At graduations we give endless awards to cover ubiquitous mediocrity.

Reality doesn’t usually receive an invitation to graduation, but it always attends the first job.

We clap during the graduation roll call because the ceremony is almost over and lunch is about to begin.

Graduate, certificate; educate and celebrate!

light

Posted: June 10, 2013 in light
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A theory is a flashlight; proven, it is the sun.

Light makes right not might.

The sunny side of life is always up.

Dance with the moon, hug the stars, kiss the sun, marry the light.

Four great things may be hidden: the sun, the moon, the stars and the truth.

Cheerfulness is a candle, enthusiasm a bonfire, hope the sun.

God took lessons from Vermeer — after providing him with materials.

Hold the hand of the child afraid of the dark and the adult afraid of the light.

Warmongers avoid light; peacemakers run into it.

Faith is a tiny boat in a thrashing sea sailing toward a shinning opening in a stormy sky.

The fire astounds, the sun amazes, but the truth — it bores us.

odd

Posted: June 1, 2013 in odd
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Avoid kerfuffles in the tush when you’re out in the bush.

A gallimaufry of advice is like a dish with too much spice.

Futz and putz or you’ll go nutz.

Those who matter like to natter.

Persiflage will cure the blahs.

Earth’s reverie is found in the susurrus of the sea.

Too much quixotic will make you neurotic.

Secrets winkled out do tend to get about.

Penurious injurious; munificent to mend a rent.

Pills may flummox patient’s stomachs.

navigation

Posted: May 29, 2013 in navigation
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The way to safety runs over the edge of the next cliff.

I can only show you precisely where to go if I come along.

To find our way to good rest is harder than finding our way to good work.

Dung beetles successfully follow the Milky Way; humans follow stars and go astray.

Emotional night comes before day and illuminates it.

Navigating you, good; me, better; us — best of all.

Modern life is go, go, go with GPS to turn us through the flow.

Do I say what to do, or do you, or do we both just sit awhile and chew?

As a lizards run on walls so thoughts run on words.

Limbo with letters, waltz with words, sashay with sentences, polka with paragraphs, cha cha with chapters, bolero with books and swing dance with the authors through the bars.

Creativity is the traveling companion we dance, paint, write and sing with.

The map to the future lies in the past.

fire

Posted: May 18, 2013 in fire
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Fire is only our friend from afar.

As fire feasts on paper, so one man feasts on another.

Every incendiary leader gathers human kindling.

Earth, water, wind and fire, they delight while they devour.

At a fire in the mouth of a cave began the first friendship.

Seasoning is the mother of fine food; fire is its father.

We couldn’t stand to be without the sun, so we invented the bonfire.

Fire is the friend of the redwoods; trial is the friend of all of us.

We stare into the mystery of fire; we gape at the wonder of each other.

The gods froze to death on Mount Olympus; the first cold human made fire on earth.

Fire in a metal stick is a fool’s deadly trick.

dinosaurs

Posted: May 14, 2013 in dinosaurs
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If you are pursued by a dinosaur, change organizations.

Evidence suggests that laying eggs and building nests will get you everywhere.

Dinosaurs strategized better than humans; they didn’t fossilize until after they died.

The first glutton was a sauropod; the second was a king; the third was an American.

Children love dinosaurs because they were powerful, and free to roam about the earth.

Such is the heart of humans that had the Sauropods survived we would have invented bigger guns and cages.

A person who studies dinosaur is a paleontologist; a person who studies humans — pale on thought of it.

We only have 165 million years to go before we are as successful as the dinosaurs.

Humans have their babies indiscriminately in domes, plates, beds, scrapes, mounds, and burrows; we owe all these ideas to the dinosaurs.

The dinosaurs grew majestic horns and crests to lure their mates; we have only come up with cheap hats and stiff collars.

The difference between dinosaurs and humans may one day become shockingly obvious to extraterrestrials; dinosaurs didn’t create their own extinction event!

Gettysburg

Posted: May 8, 2013 in gettysburg
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To reap Gettysburg weep.

What is well said is long remembered.

War is not hell; there is no killing in hell.

At Gettysburg we are reminded that freedom is expensive — unimaginably and grievously so!

Killing men in war is easy; mending the ones who remain is the difficult thing.

Gettysburg is a reminder that there is no limit to what people will do preserve an evil way of life, nor to rid the earth of one.

Those who march near their enemy, camp close to death.

Civil war is suicide; at Gettysburg we shot ourselves.

Gettysburg was stacked worm fences, stacked stone walls and stacked dead bodies.

All men who go to war are so similar that uniforms are necessary to know who to kill.

All war museums diminish the horror.

Gettysburg — too horrific to adequately remember, too tragic to ever forget.

airplanes

Posted: May 6, 2013 in airplanes
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The wing shrunk the world.

Modern families toast each other with jet fuel.

A plane ride is like a cocktail; pour ingredients into a cylinder, tilt, shake and serve.

The constant drone outside the earphone lulls us home.

To ride a plane, find your seat, sit in concrete and cut off your feet.

Take offs have the power to peel off the too-much we’ve taken on.

Transportation’s backward magic turns a city into a jungle.

Alexander rode over the Alps on elephant backs; we followed on their ears.

As a patient loves a colonoscopy, so a traveler loves an airline seat.

Every terminal is a hopscotch square for an adventurous soul.

Before takeoff, turn off all your demonic devices.

soliloquy

Posted: April 28, 2013 in soliloquy
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Soliloquy is dead; colloquy shot her.

Modern realism euthanized classical soliloquy.

Soliloquy once wore ermine; it
can now wear cotton.

Soliloquy is constructed from the shattered pieces in every pulverized heart.

Without soliloquy there is only commentary.

Conflict is the engine powering the spinning wheels, screeching tires and lurching sheet-metal of soliloquy.

Twitter has no room in the inn.

A short rant is like a roller coaster that stops at the top of the ride.

It is said that modern audiences don’t have the patience for soliloquy; what they actually lack is the impatience for it.

Thank God Shakespeare knew how to go on and on.

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