The rice pounder sits
Looking down at us laughing
No man on the moon
©
Gayle Force Press 2002
N. B. In Japan, the 'man on the moon' is perceived as a rabbit creating cakes of rice. That notion is the genesis of this poem.
Exploring the Intriguing
Author: whodeanny
The rice pounder sits
Looking down at us laughing
No man on the moon
©
Gayle Force Press 2002
N. B. In Japan, the 'man on the moon' is perceived as a rabbit creating cakes of rice. That notion is the genesis of this poem.
One of my faves from Myths.
It’s the lilywhite Jesus
I’m supposed to believe in
The evidence of things unseen
That guy in the pictures
Sometimes with a beard, always a mustache
Maybe lambs or a stream next to him
Long pretty robes almost, but never quite,
Obscuring his sandaled, pearl feet
The lilywhite Jesus
Who never lived a day on this,
The only Earth we have
© Gayle Force Press 2006
Warehouse 13- Episode 2
The mystery to be solved involves a criminal ring that robs
banks. They rob banks in order to purchase a catalog of music. The music
catalog is in the same city (Chicago) as the robberies and the criminals. One
of the criminals works in the same building as the catalog. The criminals do not steal the catalog,
they rob banks instead. So they can buy the catalog. No one asks them why.
TP
My path in the world
Of winding confusion
Spins into itself
Taking me with it
The markers
I’ve placed
Have too many meanings
Warnings are only scarecrows
Salutations a locust plague
The moon’s glow soothes me some
But the sun still sets
Before it’s time
© Gayle Force Press 2004
… in response to a question about bringing diversity into the GOP, Michael Steele responded (with help from someone off camera who shouted something about collard greens) that he'd bring the fried chicken and potato salad.
Of course, I'm not certain why those foods denote Blackness as opposed to Southerness but if they did not, there would have been no reason for Steele to have mentioned them.
I expected "Going Home" to be in Myths but it will have to wait for another book. Good news, bad news.
Houses formerly homes
Pervade my memory
Prodding me to allow my mind entry
With the skeleton key of imagination
So I can amble
Up wooden stairs sullen
In their creaking howls
That lead me into dusty rooms
Anchored by hingeless doors
Standing opposite the dilapidated
Windows through which I saw the world
Each crack in the sill
Allowing a new direction
For my mind to wander
In youth just as today
© Gayle Force Press 2006
The best quote I've seen about Sarah Palin so far…
"[Sarah Palin] may resurface as a latter-day Hannity or she may
found some Palin-specific Anti-Defamation League dedicated to calling out
obscure bloggers who've written mean things about her. But what very little
shot she had as a future presidential candidate (and it was a much longer shot
than I think many realized) is over. She's done. She's back to what she was —
a small person looking for someone to be angry at."
Josh Marshall
I want to be slower to anger yet
Quicker to love
More eager to listen
Helpful in healing the wounds
And mending the brokenness
Yours, mine and ours
© Gayle
Force Press 2008
I didn’t remember his name
No, that’s not true
Mark Linn-Baker
What a funny, unforgettable name
I didn’t care to remember it I suppose
He didn’t matter to me
Really this Mark Linn-Baker was just there
Anchored in my brain
Alongside Dana Plato, Lisa Whelchel, Ken Kercheval, Roxie
Roker
And the rest of the litany of not quite stars
That worked so hard to barely imprint themselves
On my consciousness
The lot of them barely identifiable as individual entities
Except as who they pretended to be
And like me that’s the only important reality
The masks we wear for better or worse
© Gayle
Force Press 2006
Talk about a tribute…