Sunday, April 15, 2018


do you know what love is?
if so, can you please explain?
we seem to conflate all manner of
hopes, dreams, conditions, wishes

into that poor little word.

Friday, April 6, 2018

politics and frolic mix

Humanity’s fatal flaws:
disorganized and lazy
Old, eroding
rock to sand
more easily blown into waves,
carried to oblivion
Everyone has their stories,
and they are fascinating.
So much more fun, entertaining
than spewing hate or scorn
The strategy of trolls/bots to engage emotions
drains energy from positive engagement with politics
why give them what they expect to evoke
go to a place of good humor, or best response:
We do disservice to science by thinking it as a noun
Science is a verb (and isn’t that the functional difference
between Science verb and Religion noun
Science is not a thing but a series of movements
explore, observe, think, theorize, analyze – always moving
while religions are about sticking to traditions,
remembering with rituals, being bounded by our past
The 2nd Amendment says nothing about loading,
shooting, using arms for any kind of violence
We have every right to figure out and form appropriate
regulations that address everyone’s rights to live
Remember, regulations are not some random gasps
of power from on high.  We as a community develop
regulations in response to complaints, perceived
problems we want to solve.  We can all take part,
with thoughtfulness and mutual respect, in
self-governance that we can all live within.
-- in response to March for Our Lives
Speak, disagree,
disrespect totally, with malice,
disvaluement of what I know
I will think you ignorant and mean,
not worth my time or thought
Speak, even disagreeing, respectfully
as someone explaining what you know,
I want to hear you, to consider your
differing experience,
to  learn from you a bigger world
Innovative inspiration
new views
unusual travel suggestions
turning, moving to changing tunes
becoming new words, new worlds
Democratic Socialists
government needs to be
the people’s employee,
not our god
When the legitimate expressing of emotional
energy are sex and war,
we feel entitled to explode.
What if we truly valued kindness, creative
resilience, mutual care
so idealized humanity
what if
passionate imagining
who could we be
but why would we bother
we prove daily what we are
to hate we must be superior --
worthy of such judgment
love feels vulnerable --
dependence on another’s fate.


Posted by: "Laurie"


Tuesday, March 27, 2018

the loneliness of family

Claims of love, but if you truly care
don’t incarcerate to get help for their pain
don’t shove them less than ready from your sight
be help, be care, be there for the people in your life
 -- oh, right, we don’t have time


Saturday, March 17, 2018

'18 ides

Humanity’s fatal flaws: disorganized and lazy
Old, eroding
rock to sand
more easily blown into waves,
carried to oblivion
soclib sem 2 (the School
Everyone has their stories,
and they are fascinating
mused with imagination
would we not rather share, engage with
daring quests, brave romance, laughs of surprise  
so much more fun, entertaining, even wise
than hiding behind barriers of hateful cruelty,
isolated, lonely, in despair with no stories
but our boring old self-deprecation?
Please, release these wonders you could become
to everyone.


Friday, March 9, 2018

[soclib seminar (the School)

enjoyment, not judgment
The world I want to rule is my own.
This is how our world ends -
not with a bang,
but with endless slings and arrows.
This is a nation in pain
Why do we not embrace and share,
live to feel committed and valued
better to listen than snipe and die
against in helpless rage
holding our selves apart, alone,
in agony, instead of a part of our cure
Need I proclaim grudge – what ought that mean?
You who deny me not from malice but ignorance.
[soclib seminar (the School)
Someone convinced us that economics was the point
of society – development and distribution of resources
is what we believe we are about.
This obviously lead to misuse of resources and devaluation
of actual life.
Bodies, beings
plucked from life
to please your grandiose
dream of destiny,
Some kind of ghost,
taking in the sights, the sounds,
the sewer smell, the harsh cold wind;
but with no solid, discernible, existence 
People aren’t sheep
-- we’re wolves
Enjoying me
in all moods and activities
an artist at heart,

my driving interest the human condition

Wednesday, January 17, 2018


Where were you
while I was murdered by degrees
too weak, bleeding, to escape
in need of cradling aid that
never happened?
I learn to hide deep inside my mind
sleep to heal if only brokenly, grabbing
hope which ever lurks away and back.
I seem to lack;  where were you when
it mattered?


Tuesday, January 16, 2018

Capricorn New Moon intuition

Accept in grace
Enjoy each breath
expanding boundaries,
teaching greater stories
more intensely feel
far beyond gratitude’s

burden of expectation