Listening

A whisper can be

a refreshing breeze
a whisper can tease
restless minds appeased
by a whisper
whispers please
the rustle of leaves
comforts trees
God's whisper
my ears, thieves
The Whisper

w h i s p e r i n g

Transforming me

THEORY

Civilization swoons under the weight of a solid theory
Gravity warping space and time

Theories within the cornucopia of thinking

Ruminations of the curious mind.

A quantum shift in reality

The world,

rocked after the insurmountable is explained

Hypotheses and their metamorphosis:

Existence contained within the brain

T  hese

H elp

E  veryone

O bviate

R  eality’s

Y ardstick

Idea revolution, concept evolution

New thoughts percolating from the depth of consciousness

as if by natural selection, geothermal convection,

plate techtonic movement or visual misdirection

The universe: an optical illusion?

And we sometimes see what the heart wants us to see

To illuminate chaos; impossibilities

The gas cloud of confusion hanging over our heads

until Bose-Einstein condensation rains down

jewels of a theory.

T  ruth

H ypothesis

E  xtrapolation

O f the obvious

R  eduction

Y es! Eureka!

Every academic field flourishes from theories:

Music, education, math, physics, astronomy, and biology

Economics, game theory, money action and reaction

How about theology?

Big bang! BIG bang. Could it really be?

The strange attraction between matter and anti-matter

Long-term potentiation, LTP, in our brains to make us smarter

The electromagnetism of contemplation, speculation

And creation from ZERO

T  ested

H elped by

E  mpirical

O bservations

R evised and reliable

Y ahoo!

Theories, the ancient greeks first developed

The geeks, and uber-freaks enveloped

By the scientific method

We've yet to define romance by a theory,

Yet selfish genes, memes, and other biological themes,

Attempt

Love fully-expounded would be love rendered dreary

Some things are more exciting as a conundrum or mystery

Perhaps when a Theory of Everything is at our disposal

The pursuit of knowledge will inevitably be

UNNECESSARY:

A startling possibility

THEORY on it's knees

Silent Zen

Like silk slowly unraveling in the breeze or leaves whirling down from the trees

There is a particular beauty about silence that seems to transcend time

A soft gracefulness to the quietude that feels incredibly sublime

While there is a vast emptiness to the sound of nothing

silence carries its own weight majestically.

A lot is desirable about the stillness

Peace in every drawn breath

As even a whisper dies

Crisp and vacant

There is calm

in infinite

points

until

Zen

is

.

A tight write at night

There's nothing for me to write 

tonight

words are out of sight

so i just might

with the remaining light

fly a kite

of blue and white

at great height

holding tight

with all my might

turn it left and right

then grab a bite

and finally say goodnight

Nighty-night!

Here's to Old English Roasts

To commence this utterance of six-pence nonsense 
I beseech thee graciously to read this, lackadaisically 
for it’s a crack at improvisation-impropriety:

Burnt cigarettes, politics and poetry inside of me
The aftermath of half-sobriety 
Filling me, killing me, and providing me with notoriety 
for written verse, worse, unrehearsed
a terse curse carried in by mine lexical hearse

Addictive, fricative, sibilant schwa 
Hurrah! 
I twist the wrist of the verbal God
Sonorant, consonant, obstruent law
My idiolect injects respect ripped out without flaw

The Final Transition

The clock gave off its last tic

The sun set a final time

As the light diminished within your mind

You fought the battle for a long while

But it slowly ate you away

Nonetheless, you said life was about loving every day

You knew there would not be a tomorrow

You knew that this day would be your last

And so your heart said the final farewell as your lovely spirit passed