Inappropriate Poetic Subjects #4 – The Ontological Argument


Imagine the greatest thing there is
To be great, it should “be”
If it’s not there, it’s not so great
And that’s ontology

If anything at all is here
There’s “greatest”, sure enough
So Anselm’s right and Kant is wrong
With his Critiques of Stuff

Descartes believed it, Hegel too
Spinoza thought it clear
The greatest thing there is, must be
Or so, it would appear



Choices we make everyday
Lead or lose us from our way
We learn as we go along
Or we go forever wrong

Read the map of discipline
Your way is contained within
Use the current off-road mess
To get back to happiness

Discipline’s a fright’ning term
But I can herein affirm
When we know to learn from pain
We’re back on our way again


Inappropriate Poetic Subjects #3 – Penny Press

Variety Puzzles

Maybe they’re the same as Dell
I do not know, I cannot tell

But both, or one, or either make
These puzzle books my will to break

I can fool with one for hours
As it saps my poor mental powers

And so it is with humbleness
That I salute you, Penny Press

Dancer Envy


I have an odd, pernicious flaw
From early, deep and really raw
I envy dancers, always have
For what their bodies do

And somehow I feel less a man
My body won’t do what theirs can
I know no balm, no ease, no salve
No envy-cleanse shampoo

I think it’s very primitive at base
Coming from some mammalian place
But I cannot be cynical
About how bad I feel

When I see men who can with dance
Place women in a mating trance
Speak words silent but physical
I envy something real

Time Warns Us Everyday


The subtle hum of time goes on
But oft we cannot hear it;
The whirl and click of each new dawn
Each time that we draw near it.

Time warns us every day that it
Is swiftly running down;
While we press on to do our bit
In search of some renown.

The sleep awaiting endless is
There will be time to rest –
To wisely use the time you have
Is truly to be blessed.