
allanbrunmier
82/M/California
Retired Air Force Contracting Officer and Division Chief and later a Finance Manager for Hughes Research Laboratories (Later known as HRL Laboratories in Malibu, California). Degree (Major English, Minor Philosophy). Masters in Business Administration.
Oh bountiful joy tumble down.
Cascade to my heart
and roil up my soul.
Fill me to the perimiter
and strain me to burst.
I know you are ephemeral
and may never come again
so know that I’ll relish you like the firefly you are.
Nov 7, 2024
Nov 7, 2024 at 5:59 PM UTC
let me jar your sense
you have to think immense
some say space is 92 billion light years
what if that estimate is far in arrears
first agree something can’t come from nil
and what proves the big bang was the start
perhaps it's just the latest spill
not a whole but a part
space-time involves variation and chance
could explain why totals never tally
seldom find truth at first glance
perspective can reduce any peak to valley
galaxies are fleeing at faster and faster speed
so the red shift tells us so
perhaps dark matter is just residue bled
from a prior but eternal show
sub-particles act differently than regular matter
energy is not fully understood
all I can say about the universal scatter
there goes the neighborhood
Nov 7, 2024
Nov 7, 2024 at 5:57 PM UTC
As I lie, permitting night’s death to envelop me
I ponder past loves
What uncertain decisions were reached
That enlarged distances between us
Did I allow doubts to seep from crevices
Did I imagine dreadful entanglement
Would I be foregoing greater pleasures
Did I ignore growth potentials
We struggle in random environs
We ruminate over every serious encounter
We must learn to relax our parameters
Allow events to accumulate before judgment
Nov 7, 2024
Nov 7, 2024 at 5:54 PM UTC
We’re frequenting a breakfast café that at times features Xmas tunes by a terrible singer. When the host asked for any requests, my friend said, perhaps I should ask for “The Last Noel!”?
Nov 7, 2024
Nov 7, 2024 at 5:52 PM UTC
when I view the starry sky
I see no godly guy
I see random scatter
and hidden matter
no evidence of intelligent design
just cold mindless blind
a nuclear stew
a violent brew
don’t mention the big bang
could be there's parallel gang
universes that always were
not requiring an initial stir
man will never last
to fully explore the vast
to understand it all
or explain it in human scrawl
Nov 7, 2024
Nov 7, 2024 at 5:45 PM UTC
black tears run clear
all blood runs red
many who never jeer
share their dread
wish to assuage their fear
perhaps we can restart this year
Nov 7, 2024
Nov 7, 2024 at 5:43 PM UTC
In this darkened interlude
of earth and sky
and its kaleidoscope of light
I see the irony
there’s comfort in the handprint of man
but none in the icy coldness
of the void beyond
where its suns shed no warmth
are our feelings only pasted
within the thinness of our earthly envelope
where raindrops birth and drop
and wash them all away
what worth has our ambition
our quest for brief bits of truth
when we perish in a wink of fate
and descendants know us not
Nov 7, 2024
Nov 7, 2024 at 5:41 PM UTC
warm crayon images of past loves
have melted under searing scrutiny
of remembered details
Nov 7, 2024
Nov 7, 2024 at 5:39 PM UTC
vivid oil memories
cascade still in European cities
artistry thrives
through the new centuries
of prosaic replacement
Nov 7, 2024
Nov 7, 2024 at 5:37 PM UTC
born in carbonated bubble in the sea
will burst well below the surface
Nov 7, 2024
Nov 7, 2024 at 5:36 PM UTC