sensient

Posted: April 21, 2012 in sentient
Tags: , , , , , , , , , ,

A hot shower doeth good like a medicine.

When salt and sugar kiss, the tongue swoons.

Lips taste, like love.

Touch — it undoes neglect.

The good life is unconsciousness, surrounded by a high thread count.

The warmest fires burn in the best togethernesses.

Music is the consumate lover: it kisses the ears, caresses the brain and undoes the soul.

Three things are good, four even better — thick cat fur between the fingers, soft slippers around the toes, a warm cap on a cold day and your hand in mine forever.

Good hair is always in love with shrimp.

Warm skin adores a cool breeze.

Eyes that look, ears that hear and tongues that tastes  — the  espresso machine has ruled them all.

Brewing coffee, sizzling bacon and baking bread seduced the nose and ruined her morals.

The sound of the door opening at the end of the day is the sound of love, loyalty and faithfulness entering our lives.

disability

Posted: April 10, 2012 in disability
Tags: , , , , , , , ,

A disability is an opportunity.

On the edge of disability laps the beginning of love.

Normal is who I am, not who you want me to be.

A cure is a loss.

In an unjust society a difference damns you.

Time is disability’s best friend.

Happiness lies in acceptance — and a dollop of hope.

When reason is disabled rules rush to the rescue.

Disability breeds contentment.

Verbal needs a muzzle; mute needs a smile.

Those least able to critique me are the most glad to see me.

The heartbreak of disability lies in the impossibility of normalcy.

Disability  is a community.

A consistent pattern is disability’s constant friend.

superheroes

Posted: March 26, 2012 in superheroes
Tags: , , , , , , , , , ,

Inadequacy created the superhero.

Our only hope; throw a golden lasso around the goverment.

It is myth that one superhero can save the planet; it is reality that a bunch of ordinary people working together can.

Superheroes need only one confidant, the rest of us require several support groups and a therapist.

What troubles Batman troubles us all — something we remember about our parents.

Fear is green Krytonite; love is an unstoppable power.

A devastated past is the fuel for a superpowered future.

Superheroes wear costumes because naked acrobats just scare people.

As the Hulk is energized by anger so passions fuel us all.

Superheroes add to our entertainment — and subtract our cash.

Superheroes are overrated; they make lousy spouses.

After one is super we need them to again be ordinary.

The problem with our iron clad men is that they become more iron than men.

war

Posted: March 22, 2012 in war
Tags: , , , , , , , , , , ,

War begins and ends with want.

War rides hard on two great myths: our righteousness and their depravity.

Killing is a rush, slaughter a fix, massacre a high.

War is maim and shame.

Violence for violence ends in complete silence.

To destroy to protect is completely suspect.

The rich war with poor gore.

War culture ends culture.

The moral certainty of the state collapses when the atrocities are exhumed.

Coming off war gives one the shakes, the sweats, nightmares and a compulsive need for another hit.

To war is to marshal plan and order and symmetry to reduce a counterpart to disarray, chaos and fragmentation.

War-like men are preschool kin, living the life of hit and win.

War begins in the heart and ends in the grave.

Blessed are the peacemakers for they shall inherit pretty much everything.

Only love heals us of war.

self

Posted: March 12, 2012 in self
Tags: , , , , , , , , ,

To thine own self be gentle.

Personhood, our neighbor’s good.

An entity is cured by a community, a community by an entity.

The acceptance of anonymity is the end of tyranny.

Independence at birth; community at death.

We are wired for not-alone.

Fulfillment is the credo of the rapacious libido.

A false self, a slammed door; a true self, an open soul.

At the end of myself is the beginning of you.

loyalty

Posted: February 13, 2012 in loyalty
Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , ,

Love, your name is loyalty.

Loyalty sits on the edge of the bed when no one comes to call.

Traitors stab you with their tips; the loyal smack you on the lips.

Loyalties no need trophies.

Loyalty loses nothing by fearing to attempt.

Loyalty kisses fragility on both cheeks.

Loyalty is always gushing behind her lover’s back.

Loyalty can hold hands for sixty years without tiring.

Love is always loyal and whatever is not loyal is not love.

Royalty loves loyalty.

Loyalty is the soul of kin.

Loyalty has no mean and hungry look.

cars

Posted: February 12, 2012 in cars
Tags: , , , , , , , , , , ,

A civilized man abandons his car and finds the use of his feet again.

An overage of chromey bling; it’s for sure American.

The invention of the wheel was progress — until the invention of gasoline.

The modern car is a mobile bar.

A world of gas-powered cars may end the world.

Sheet metal is chiton for humans.

You are what you won’t drive.

Cars are clothes.

Slow bodies want fast cars.

A flashing, blurring, narrowing field — speed thrills us just before it kills.

Touring is a tight suspension, a turbo charger and a turning road.

One we nix; alcohol, oil and gas don’t mix.

A navigation system is a back-seat driver minus the attitude.

 

politics

Posted: February 7, 2012 in politics
Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , ,

Politicians are like drunks; it takes a few brews for them to start feeling normal.

A vote is a rifle, Twitter a sidewinder missile.

Jealousy is the energy drink of ambition.

Politicians of a feather vote together.

If you aren’t happy with who you are, run for public office.

I fear politicians, especially when they come bearing rebates.

When large weapons are present, peacemakers are absent.

To become the one is to become the many.

Good politicians win elections and lose enemies.

To master the art of politics you must learn to take credit for what other people have done.

The cure for transparency is political office.

The first job of the politician is to protect the public — from politicians.

Evil leaders love power; good leaders love the powerless.

Tragedy is for those who feel; comedy is for those who think; politics is for those who don’t.

Politic is not political.

Political leadership is dangerous to followership.

What you must do to win an election generally disqualifies you from being elected.

When a political campaign reduces a candidate to smiles, handshakes, slogans and promises then that is what they are.

Man is a vicious elected animal.

Politics is public brawl, in suit and tie, on hill, in hall.

 


 

acceptance

Posted: February 4, 2012 in acceptance
Tags: , , , , , , , , ,

Gentleness with others thrives in the very places we shelter our own weaknesses.

Acceptance slides the handcuffed a key.

To love someone to health is to love yourself.

Acceptance shines in the eyes lit by the heart.

As all can see, I am what you will let me be.

What I do not accept I murder and leave lying in a pool of judgment.

Acceptance at last, debrides us of the wounded past.

The house of acceptance is the home of the condemned.

The blamed have a unique opportunity — to stop blaming.

I am not safe with you if you do not love yourself.

The judged learn not to judge.

Your safety lies within my love of myself.

The condemned have an opportunity; they can make a sharp turn toward perfection.

rhetoric

Posted: January 10, 2012 in rhetoric
Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

To antithesis is human, to simile divine, to metaphor angelic, metonymy a shrine.

Amplification is a confectionery  — rhetorical ice cream, sematic cherry.

Under Queen Synecdoche humans are derrièrecdoche. 

Conjure a seduction tonic; fashion it hyperbatonic.

Analogy is the little mouse who rules the mighty lion’s house.

Utter the fancy dancy, fancy prancy epizeuxistic stutter — it’s schmancy.

Aposiopesis leaves it to the imagination to …

Slam, bam, pow, pop, fizz — onomatopoeia is show biz.

Litotes is the word assassin who understabs his hapless victim.

Smitten written chiastically, chiastically written smittenly.

She calmly talked him off the ledge — epistrophe, epistrophe, epistrophe — from the edge.

Zeugma flirts, prozeugma courts, diazeugma chorts, hypozeugma warts — then all mort, bort and cavort out the modern quartzy doortz.

To anaphora, or not to anaphora —  that is the anaphora.

Ton-like lies the noun that wears the hyperbolic crown.

fun

Posted: December 19, 2011 in fun
Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , ,

The very best fun leaves none undone.

Work to one, another’s fun.

Fun rides on a rollicking river of justice.

Blessed are the very fun; they shall inherit everyone.

The right pun makes even the left foot fun.

Repartee’s the fun for you and me.

A drunk entertains a drunk; a clear mind makes the whole world laugh.

Ethical’s symmetrical; immoral a misshappen whorl.

Happy fun is sure to come with spouse and daughter and a son.

Go to the antic thou slogger.

education

Posted: December 13, 2011 in education
Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , ,

All our tries spring from our why’s.

Knowledge is the boss, except when there’s a loss.

The most honest most educate.

Young luminaries blow; old volcanos flow.

We will repeat what we don’t interpret.

Experience has a lesson for those who avoid it.

The page is wise but not like the eyes

The facts chide, opinions divide.

A lesson is a dish; a course is a meal.

Difficulty earns a degree, a brokenness, a PhD.

 

stress

Posted: December 4, 2011 in stress
Tags: , , , , ,

No mess is fixed without some stress.

Step up, stress out, surge about.

Strike not when the stress is hot.

Injustice bombs what fairness calms.

Stress kills wills.

Stress kills while it thrills.

Stress deploys at home after the war.

Sleep salves stress.

For the irresponsibility of  one — pay ten.

Stress — an interpretation of a mess.

dance

Posted: November 21, 2011 in dance
Tags: , , , , , ,

Not dancing is a sin.

Dancing heals loneliness.

To misstep is better than to nonstep.

Those who never risk being awkward, never enjoy being graceful.

The world would be a better place if we all danced.

The dance floor is one of the few places in the world where a man is always right — or left.

The dance floor is the only place in the world where a man should treat a woman like a shopping cart.

To dance is to make ones soul a drum.

Dance is the public language of the soul.

Living, like dancing, is often awkward before it is graceful.

To dance or live is to  step on a few toes.

More women should dance; where else can they can get a man to be their picture frame?

Men should dance more; it affords such opportunity.

Dance with the stars; buy a telescope.

When we dance, we don’t fight, mostly.

Women were backward, men forward– on the old-fashioned dance floor.

There are fewer lonely dancers than lonely spectators.

The dance floor is a great place for couples to expand their floor plan without a home equity line of credit.

Some thing are best done alone, brushing your teeth, reading, snoring, not dancing.

beginnings

Posted: November 3, 2011 in beginnings
Tags: , , , , , , , ,

Rejoice in small beginnings; the first two-ton pumpkin will begin with a seed.

Beginnings are like guppies; get one and you have twenty.

End an ending by beginning a beginning.

At the end of parenting is the opportunity to begin the marriage again.

If you want to learn from your failures, start a small business.

You can’t just do it unless you just start it.

After the tsunami we surf, sail and fish again.

The beginning is the fastest way to the end.

The first is in the last, and last lives in the first.

An end is made out of a series of beginnings.

Science is a beginning built on an ending.

The roots of the small tree one day crack the foundation of a large building.

If you want something to happen do nothing — it will.

 

environment

Posted: October 31, 2011 in environment
Tags: , , , , , ,

The wilderness is a cafe; the goal is to stay off the plate.

Love earth; love life.

Our planet, five stars; the guests, none.

Coffee good hot; earth not.

The city heals us from the country and the country from the city.

Fanged sin and all the world not kin.

A forest is a cathedral.

The first environment to respect is within.

A star-spangled sky advertizes a healthy earth.

Gardens are safe wildernesses.

Oxygen, hydrogen and carbon form a choir.

Tsunamis, hurricanes and earthquakes ended romanticism.

technology

Posted: October 18, 2011 in technology
Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

To topple tyrants tweet.

The family that Skypes together stays together.

Modern living is 700 friends on Facebook and no one to dinner.

Tech suffers fate; wise packs its own update.

A flat screen is no substitute for a natural scene.

Old technologies rule  —  wheels and wings and bullets cruel.

It is the prerogative of man to perish at the hands of the machines he constructs.

Technology has shrunk the globe to the size of the ear; compassion brings us close enough to hear.

Fire bookends history; it cooked the first meal; it will cook the last.

The smart phone put the whole world in a pocket.

Machines expand minds, and shrink our souls.

We vaporize the hidden eyes; morality turns into lies.

Technology isn’t turning space into junk, we are.

Technology is not adverse to making our world better — or worse.

health

Posted: October 17, 2011 in health
Tags: , , , , , , , ,

Health is wealth.

Calm is an anti-accident.

Unhealthy emotions follow family commotions.

Avoid gyms; you don’t want to live forever.

Dying is a healthy choice.

Bodily functions are common compunctions.

An apple a day keeps the proctologist at bay.

A proverb applied is a doctor inside.

Late to bed, late to oblige is healthy, stealthy and teenage.

Healthy psyches thrive in unhealthy bodies.

Oceans are anti-depressants, mountains selective-serotonin reuptake inhibitors.

Acceptance is an analgesic.

The carotenoids heal.

Deserts are prescriptions.

Health foods, dutiful; tasty foods, beautiful.

Sleep is an antibody.

Health is harmony within.

Love is health.

spirituality

Posted: October 13, 2011 in spirituality
Tags: , , , ,

Spiritually speaking, losing is winning.

Reality — it’s a branch of spirituality.

Spirituality contains two dangers — gating, and chrome plating.

The most spiritual, don’t know it.

Spirituality exists when broken servants wash the feet of diseased children.

False spirituality builds a checkpoint, true constructs an open road.

Spirituality’s not piety; it’s rough and tough society.

Your spirituality exists within your next act of compassion.

A holy proximity to unholy people is the sign of spiritual maturity.

It is better to feed others than eat at a church potluck.

Spirituality goes silent when it tolerates what’s violent.

Older Entries
Newer Entries