#75
Reasons
Something from nothing cannot be;
Yet something is, as all can see.
Arguing thus from effect to cause
Must violate several natural laws.
Then what should we think or what believe:
God's a Magician with a cosmos up His sleeve?
Merry Christmas
#74
A Bit of Donne
Oh to see the Face of God,
Be lost within the Glory,
Ravished by Divinity,
Yet stand to tell the story.
TV thoughts
#73
A Clerihew
Mike Rowe
Has a Discovery TV show.
He'll take any Dirty Job
That leaves him looking like slob.
Back in business, more or less
#72
70 and Expecting
I live like a pregnant woman
Soon to give birth—to death.
I'm scared of the pain of delivery
And frightened of that very last breath.
#71
Believe It Or Not!
Once I was baffled,
Twice I was fooled,
But you can’t fool me thrice—
I’ve been cleverly schooled.
The Horror, The Horror!
#70
Doppelganger
Doing dishes in the Kitchen
In the middle of the night,
I looked out the Kitchen window,
And I gave myself a fright;
For looking in the window
From the darkness of the night
Was an image of myself,
Terrified of the same sight!
#69
Simon’s Day
So many choices
What should I do?
Attack our black cat?
Find something to chew:
The tired old house slipper,
Or the book that smells new?
Hmmm!
A Clerihew, almost
#68
A Clerihew
Jessica Sunshine,
Bright as a landmine,
Exploded with praise
Over Deep Impact’s gaze:
[at Hartley 2]
An Homage (hee hee)
#67
Evening Chorus
While Emily leaned upon the Awe,
I sank down before it.
In either case the brilliant light
Saw fit both to ignore us.
Deep Impact
#66
Whoosh!
Spitting out cyanide
Eight days in a row
Made it a creature
I’d rather not know.
Shaped like a peanut,
Not like a bell,
Hartley 2 seemed like
The Comet from Hell!
Tree House Project
#65
A New High
Restless as a Chipmunk
Storing autumn seed,
My wife, with her new project,
Fulfills a different need!
Psalms
#64
Beauty
Lord of the glowing, sun-lit clouds
Afloat in the blue-quilt sky;
Lord of the crimson sunsets,
A-swirl with bright angel dye;
Lord, for such beauty we praise you,
The source of all good and all true.
Lord, for such beauty we thank you,
May it deepen our souls and renew.
The Lesson
#63
The Illusion
Light years make the sky look static,
Images of vast repose;
Truth be known the sky’s dynamic,
More like poetry than prose.
Caw, Caw, Caw
#62
The Omen
I felt like an ancient Roman,
Shuffling down my drive,
As a flock of crows flew overhead:
Thank God! I’m still alive!
Sunday, 24 October 2010
#61
Parade, Taylor Swift
She reminds me of a Woodland Elf,
Sitting on that rusted swing,
Sporting a look that’s lyrical,
On a creature born to sing.
Prelapserian Adam
#60
Adam, Before the Fall
I love to sit in the garden,
Motionless and still,
Let my mind be one with the sun
And guide it with my will.
Our First Parents
#59
After the Fall
Adam lost his temper
With Eve, his former Queen.
He cursed the fruit-filled fig tree
And invented the word obscene.
Oh, the joy of language!
#58
Synesthesia
I heard the blocks of Moonlight,
Tumbling all around;
I heard the beat of Cygnus' wings,
Though they didn't make a sound.
Nancy's bedbug delight!
#57
More Bedbug Issues
Bedbug, Bedbug,
Hiding in the sheet,
Looking for a bloody human treat,
Like some tasty human feet!
Bedbug, Bedbug,
Don't you dare bite,
For on this cold November night,
I'll put up one helluva fight!
Where's the error?
#56
A Frosty Response
I chose the road less travelled,
A stupid thing to do!
I wound up in the Dark Woods,
And for a path, no clue!