From the King James Ecclesiastes:

One generation passeth away, and another generation cometh: but the earth abideth forever.

From the Revised Standard Version:

A generation goes and a generation comes, but the earth remains forever.

From the King James Song of Solomon:

Our vines have tender grapes.

From the Revised Standard:

Our vineyards are in blossom.

I fight the Empire State
I fight with purpose in place

I see the NASA t-shirts
I think of distant Space

The mystery of aliens
The mystery of race

The beauty of her gentleness
Her loveliness of face

The hope for memory
      abiding trace

The Irishness from my grandma
But Fr. Greeley did awaken

Me on a Dublin bus
Post office overtaken

Now I am disabled
Injury in my mind

Something wrong inside
I hope you treat me kind

Borges. Joyce. Milton. Willie McTell
Partially to completely blind.

Episcopal Church
  One Dear Deer
           Abir

I've traveled around a bit
I like the Pacific Northwest
San Francisco Bay
Qualyxian Quest

This library is quiet
Math for my son
Tired. Exoplanets!
Maybe Trappist 1

      un pequito fun

a bit ridiculous
all the philosophy

ashes to ashes, dust to dust
the end of you and me

grey sky today
far from bluegreen sea

phone call with my son
grateful gratefully

Yes, I'm a bit ridiculous
But so is life itself

Steve Martin on my screen
David Markson on my shelf

Dave Chappelle on SNL
Kate McKinnon too

Ethics isn't complicated:
Do unto others
As you'd have done to you

My friends, My friends
I remember anew!

Woke up from an unusual dream
Scary, but I wasn't frightened

Jesus Christ was crucified
The Buddha was enlightened

Socrates asked questions
Joan of Arc fought for France

Michael Clayton investigates
Shiva does his dance

I just call my sons
I know no mystic trance

But I read dearest Emily
A few poems that prayprance.

letters to Backstreets, America too
    wonder if and wonder who
       not sure what else to do ...

                     odd Todd

walking and talking in the starry night
     Don Quixote, no windmills in sight
         my son and I against the fright
            a bit mad from reading
                                     (but that’s alright)

softly rain drops on the pool’s surface
         motorcycle taxi into the night
            depression lifts, just a bit free
                           Sanuk Di!

Grateful for the phone calls
Day turns into eve

Mostly I just listen
Gratefully receive

Books and games are comfort
Talk my fears relieve

Dailiness, o dailiness
A bit of blue believe

rain this morning
and a bit of ice

Flaming June
very nice

became a father
once, twice, thrice

lived in Reno
didn't shoot no dice

solitude
poetic device.

The quiet in the night is peaceful
Gracias, Senyor

Poe is still remembered
For writing Nevermore

Like Poe, I know Virginia
Verona, not Elsinore

Julius Caesar in yon Reno
For Reno I implore:

                  Wager!

The heart has its reasons
Which Reason does not know

Seattle has its seasons
Summer sun, winter snow

The Americans now have treasons
In the White House they do go

Silence can be pleasin'
Just like music:  yo yo yo!

I thought everyone was afraid of death
But they said no
Genuine puzzling
Am I a bit of a freak?

Fear death when it is far
Not when it is near
One must be a man
Blaise Pascal, Susan Meek

Vegetarian pizza
Yum yum yum!
I meet Jeovanni
Honduras is his home

I week in Santa Fe
Santa Rosa youngest
Bishop McElroy, San Diego
Somebody better call Rome

       Om mane padme Om

The black implacable Wall of Death
So speaks Harry Chapin

Courage when it comes
Please help me, Blaise Pascal!

I have been to France
I saw Nice and Paris

Been to New Orleans
But never Port Royal

          Wagering!

America is built on hate
The schools ****
So they think that's great
They have no thinkers
So they don't debate

Bound to sink
Their Ship of State

I like my little room
Soft and quiet and white

Chinese broccoli too
Vegetarian delight

Shadows on the wall
My son still reads at night

The Pope said All Walls Fall
Surely he was right.

The people responsible for September 11th.

According to the Rev. Jerry Falwell
And the Rev. Pat Robertson.

Both from Virginia.

According to Mahatma Gandhi

glowing moon, cheshire smile
   pink and orange sweet sky awhile
                    baseball beauty, sunset style ...

                              childhood.

No one important
Blue yellow white cloud sky
              much thanks

Basketball at twilight
  fight frenzied fear
        6 dear deer

moon last night
glowing yellow
eerie
nightly flow

one man come he to justify
one man to Overthrow

moon last night
China
Cheyenne, Little Raven

Patientia
Time to you worth savin'

                   walkin'

Last night
A whole family and more of deer
I stop on my walk home
I Thai wai

Health anxiety
Both bipolar and my body
Try to take small steps
Tempted too to fly

Want to see my sons
Maybe Halloween
Maybe Hagia Sophia
Before my time to die

Embers and City of Ember
Things Not Seen
Amazing Moby ****
No answer to Cosmic Why?

              Cambrian Cai

Yearning for the beach
Yearning for the ocean

All these little poems
Just so much emotion

The pain of daily life
The pain of long lost love

The pain continues on
When her I'm thinking of

I walk alone at night
The moon and stars above

Troubled and often anxious
But a true blue mystic fighter

For twent years a teacher
Now I try to be a writer

For her in her anguish
For me as well in mine

Friendship in distant words
The understanding kind

                    Amen.

alterity and aliens
       posterity positions
           maternity for musicians . .


                      transcendence

Fr. Greeley in Chicago
Broken and brain bleeding

Me in a broken marriage
Crying, begging, pleading

Trappist 1 above
Exoplanet water?

Susan Meek in love
2 beautiful daughters

China in Arrival
Help in 3000 years

Sometimes its just survival
Amidst the terrors and fears

Good God! I hope the election
This ignorance mind clears!

This song is an answer song.
It's an answer to Irving Berlin
Who just wrote God Bless America.
And this song is an answer to that song.
And its just about one of the most beautiful songs ever written.

       - Bruce Springsteen on
         This Land is Your Land

Tonight I'm thinkin' on Abraham Lincoln
My love for Isaac's mother, my two brothers
My man Melville: Jacob's mystic heart - Art!

Like Joan of Arc's.

Max from Heidelberg and I
Are on the basketball court
Talkin' bout Kierkegaard
Talkin' bout Highway 61

I like UNC
Amber in the post office
The Gift right outside
Pettigrew Hall

Never gave a lecture
Never wrote a book
No Witherell Conjecture
Did not **** Vietnamese *****

Monterrey, California
My boys very young
Hats, tidal pools
Gratitude

                     Among

Yes, Leonard - only drowning men
(and assuredly before the sky did open)
                     De Profundis!
                          I cry out.

          We’re gonna need you now
                          up there
                        like we did
                        down here.

I am transfixed by the silence
And the absence of my Dead

Coincidence may be the World Soul
Fezzik, are there rocks ahead?

I have no real goals now
The boy was Savage (Fred)

As you wish, my sons.
True love to be said.

To repeat, far from creating myths,
Historical events end
By being absorbed into mythical categories.

                         - Mircea Eliade
                            "Shamanism"

I can put it behind me
My so called life
Sleeping late and long
Sleeping through the strife

Santa Rosa son
Sacramento Mark
Strange things happen
When the sky goes dark

Depression is a *****
So is my wife
If only I could switch
But I'm in Bipolar Park

Time tick tocks
Libraries so quiet
Absurd, yes absurd
I do not deny it

Camus. JMU. 'tis true.

All things pass away
Very sad, very true
Gone tomorrow, here today
Doo wah diddy do

Kiss her once for me
Whisper something blue
Lost love
Then JMU

                    Camus

...........Waiting for Godot..............
    He never arrives I know
   But beauty bridge in Dublin

                      snow

19 years old
     Camus
       JMU

Albert Camus at JMU
        The Plague
        The Rebel