No Small Wonder

> Here's the sun of another day // Here's no small matter // Ringing chords of celestial machinery // Flying solo on coffee jazz // we make our decisions based on all data // available, to us, at a particular point along the timeline // the pain of teeth, approach of death, onslaught of romance // all finger their strings // producing such individual melodies // tossed into the soup of life //

> Here's a blue background of singing, winged messengers // Here's a gray canvas of imminent solar flares // licking skyscrapers, amusement park roller coasters, transmission towers @ the top of the top... On the pinnacle of the apex... of the highest & holiest mountain ever grafted... Into the contour of this: Terra Firma amriF arreT //

> Tomorrow will be another day // More strange & unique // than its' predessors could dare lay claim // Hopefully // it will afford you & i to love, love, love one another // until time's refusal to move // or light refuses to shine ~

Perfection is Attainable

Don't give up or in 
to the voices backhanding - 'no.'
Release anything which could ever hold you back
a wave trapped in the jetty
still offers aquatic contemplation
a star plummeted to Earth
Leaves a wonderful mark

Reaching for love; You're bound to fall
into a basket or a casket
with a biscuit or a gasket
falling turns to flying
if the timing-chain's adjusted right

Not necessary to be too bright
to step from the darkness; into the light
after you've broken every last rule
and finally flip the switch
On the perfection
Inside you

jump down poem man

Yesterday was the best day to be beasts
In the fields we labored for the bread
Bought with the sweat of our backs
There was no refinement
Only sweat and spit
To quench the rising
Of hot animal blood


The day after that was a wonderful enlightenment
We came up with rules to make everything
Run much, much smoother
A couple of guys even built 
a Machine 
to catagorize all our menial tasks 
And (as a side effect) it makes everything 
Rainbows, rainbows, rainbows 


Tomorrow will not prove so kind 
Now that the system is fully implemented 
All the offshore gurus have banker hours 
The animals have escaped From the City zoo again 
Even the bees can't figure out 
How to get back home 


There will, however, be a sunrise 
(I have it on very good authority) 
Also a chance to help and love 
Someone who may be in need 
There's always someone in need 
If the world refuses to end 
All you have to do is 


Send me a msg 
And i will do my best 
Come hell or high water 


 pmpope 2011

Blue & Red In The Eye - pmpope

Blue & Red In The Eye

Revel in the falling leaf
Inevitably arrives the crunch
Winter's blanket develops
In these late Autumn Days
Where do we go from here,
If not into the warmth?
Celebrator!
Into the feasting hall
While stockings dangle
Upon the mantle
During a long wintery nap
Condor scales the blue
To find a morsel among
Crunch twig
Among these fallen,
flaming leaves
PMPope 2011 PM

You Should Have Taken the Other Half, Too...

Piece of a Blown Apart Heart

Hold this piece in your heart / let the clouds the sunshine part  / equal to yourself / nothing dare compare / you're my favorite one /
Skies may open / seas may close / you are my hearth & home / your love; my spiraling stair /   you are the one that gets me there /

Chiefly Concerned With The Abscence of Love {as the world winds down}

Her arms were never so strong \
as the advertisment made them out to be \
Holding nothing in her arms \
she seems slightly softened \
The advertisement should have made that point, \
as a disclaimer \
'Objects are closer than they appear' \
Or, at least 'Objects appear closer than they should' \
Or you could REALLY bust their chops \
If the advertising dollar was spent \
On the idea of: simplicity for simplicity's sake \
Then Rosie the Riviter may somehow've lived \
An honest and unassuming life \
In a little cottage in New Jersey \
Without being an icon \
Of a schematic device used profusely \
To build tensions into whatever political potpourri \
The kids find jangling in their pockets \
As they head off into their targeting rages \

PMPope ~ 2011