Fetus versus mom musings

A fetus is now a legal person
with own rights in many states -
its mom is just a birthing machine!
If the mom's life is in danger -
fetus's right takes over
kills mom
and everybody is happy!

Where is the personal freedom
of a woman to make her
own individually right choice
for her own body and soul?
Not going back to the back alleys
but if necessary we may have to
saving the life of mom and her sanity!

Slushctober haiku

Slush - flush - world in gray
cold iciness with wet flakes
slushctober slams out.

Slushtober: Slush and October

Darkness reigns

"I own with reason: for, if men but knew
Some fixed end to ills, they would be strong
By some device unconquered to withstand religions and the menacings of seers."
Lucretius (roman Poet)

Oh wild west wind
no that poem has been written
one shoe two blue shoes
again that stanza had its run.

Alas, eons of years ago
before I arrived on this merry-go-around
a brilliant man has thought the same - !

So how can anyone dare to write
anything because plus cela change
plus c'est la meme chose.

And yet, each poet, each writer,
even each primary schooler scribbles
in the hope that something new
will erupt out of the morass
out of the mixture of words
following certain rules
at least trying to suppress the norms

no rules - becomes the rule
hence the henchman of words
Kill not the poet -
hail the message
or vice versa - total obscurity.
today in poetry - therefore
we have to revert to
old tried rhythms and blues
(alas another cliche)
a full glorious moon
a sad wintry morn
a bleak beige daybreak
pick your picture -
cut and paste
with luck - you end up
with a sonnet or
a bonnet where the bees
can frolic
a thought is no longer
a solid....
(fill in the blank yourself, dear reader!)

Cooking

cooking for friends
is fun and delectable
cutting veggies
salting the water
poaching an egg
a little vinegar
baking a cake
will add sugar
life is cooking

Those !@#$ kilos

Those damned kilos
those extra 4-5 ones
I hate them,
I deplore that at the present
I cannot get rid of their presence.
They bother my self
they make feel a lump.
I have got
to get them to rot
I have to get off my lazy duff.

Sweet tooth

Sweet tooth every night
scary thought all right
gummy bear and worms
the world will churn
my stomach upside down
calories somewhat abound
and tooth decay for show
my dentist will know
the scales in my bathroom
will somehow make room
for my nightly indulgence
I alas claim impotence.

Nested pictures

Facebook can be revealing
and go back in time
to when oldies were young
it can be very appealing
and darned sublime
but where time was hung
between the past freewheeling
of mourning's enzymes.
Showing what was and what is
can reflect good taste
or some younger crowds
will say - oh what waste
but one day - they'll be proud
of their parents' showcase
of common heritage nids.

Atlantis revisited

Atlantis weaves in
and out of histories
from Plato to Nazism
and everything in between.
Island or continent,
the idea of a lost state
haunts even today
the archeologists.
If it were true
if we could find it
would it be different
than in the mind's eyes
for thousand years?
Schlieman found Troy,
will somebody find
the lost realm?

Dog wagging

Dog behavior is stranger
than usual, my sweet pet,
what ails you?
Sometimes I wish we could
have the conversation
of your day versus mine.
I think I failed you.
I leave you stranded a
at home - almost three days
every week, yet
when I come home
no hard feelings
just a wagging tail.
Am I lucky or what?
Just one thing, you do know
I love you.

Hypatia

Hail to the philosopher!
Your free spirit impresses
perhaps you can teach
a twenty-one centenarian
timeless truths of
innovative freethinking
Alexandrian society?

Autumn's autonomy

I lament the fact
that September has gone
the coldness in the works
and autumn has begun
with a vengeance
my mood's deference
to darker days ahead
glorious gloom embed'
climate's gentle perks
red wines me detract.