Miscellaneous Poems
To Reg
For Reg
Shows go on
On and on
Starting life as a Folly
Bi-gyrating scantifly
Years pass
So does time
In the opposite
Direction
Taking us back
To that land
Before time
Before life
In the slower lane
Is this the end?
My friend
Slowly the man ages
Turning gray
His socks mouldy
Nails sharpen
Thinking back
Fond memories
Following Marcia
John as Jesus
Duggie as God
Those were the days
My friends
Smiling and playing
Games on the couch
We thought they would never end
But not if
Life’s little foibles
Play out eventually
Eyes flitter
Slowly closing
Hearts stop
For a life well lived
Capt. Jack
Did take me home
Tonight
To another world
Another realm
Butterflies drop
From the ceiling rose
Fluttering
Amongst the asbestos
Slowly, hues change
Shapes
Twinning
Like tea
Listening to the sounds of silence
Never, meant as much
As when
You cannot hear them
Touching moist places
Excites
Both butterflies
To rise to the occasion
Languidly stretching
Cocoons drifting
Gossamered in places
Seldom seen
Captain Jack
Take me
Mr Bojangles
I met a man
Who could dance
Old soft shoes
Wriggling his toes
Upon the leaves
Of burning pine
He upped and took himself
Riding the tide
Of life
Mr Bojangles
Mr Bojangles
:et’s dance
One, two, three
One, two, three
Kick
Then he fell to ground
Laid out to rest
Bloody and tarred
Mr Bojangales
Let me take your hand
To rest
I, met a man
Who did the soft shoes
On top of the clouds
He left us that night
Mr Bojangles
Betty
Blubbering
On and on
In a high pitched
Shoe
Waking up in bed
With a wisp of a girl
Playing with herself
So will I
Frills haunting, hairy legs
Tiptoeing along the path
Well trodden
Waiting for mourning
Of a life, passing by
Years of trying
To please
Eyedeeology
Eyedeeology
Why is it that most people
Are one-eyed
When it comes
To belief
Black and white
Shades in-between
Have been the basis
Of most fights
Between people and races
We cannot all have right
On our side
At our backs?
Is Eyedeeology always
About religion
Even agnosticsIs
Are Eyedeelogically aligned
Isn’t she?
Many people talk about
Their one true god
For others
Many is more
For me
None is one
Silly
Scepticism
Septics
Paranoiding around, the truth
Believing in nought
But themselves
Plus sciemce
Ideology by a septic, named
Melding with all the rest
Many thruths
To be told
Ologists rely on truth
To tell their own stories
A peaceful Casus Belli
Turn a cube on its end
It is still a cube
Maybe never the same cube
If the world turns
A peaceful ‘casus belli’
Unites us
Until we fall divided
By ideology
RUBIKS restoration
Takes time
Unlike Wisdom
That just is
Wisdom distilled
By the unilateral, destabilising police
Until peaceful collective action
Throws life into disarray
Rubiks messed up cube
Metaphors of a chaotic world
Restored to
Symbolised order
Our collective will
Based on inhereted knowledge [i]
LISPS to traumatise
Just as McCarthy ordained
Intelligence ‘shared’ by all
Until 23 April 2023
Then the world stopped
For some
No more learning
No more knowledge
Inactive intelligence
AI for all Intelligent Arseholes
Knowledge
An absorbent mind
Soaks up vodka
Like sea urchins
Devouring crabs
Spitting out carapacese
Synapses twist
Turning inside the matrice
Zipping, zapping
Frantisising
Left alone, it reaches
High above the crowds
Hemispheres providing
Dwellings for mere mortals
Turning inside out
Like truth in a tumbler
Many bsided
When wrung out
Mindless
Back when
We started flying
Planes did not have wings
You had to blow into the hole
To make the bloody thing
Then along came Joe
Innovative old fuck
Turned the world upside down
With a joystick between his legs’
Later, flying-by-wire
Took on new meaning
When bombs were downloaded
Designed to kill, maim and hurt
Women and children
Along the cloudiness of night
Peacocks soared above
Breath taking speed
Made it seem worthwhile
Lapping oceans in a bound
Writing AI
From life, for life
Takes time, needing to have lived
Long enough, to grow quills
Takes time, needing ink
From an octopuses puss
Ideas come, and ho
Like, ‘where’s the paper’
Days transpose
Into a binary oblivion
Processing words into sentences
That bind, tighter than good
How words flow
From an alegebramithic miasma
Of the question, not asked
Bali (1977)
BALI (1)
On the back of a bus
With a bunch of lithe girls
Just kids ourselves
Making early moves
Gambling with the man
Atop pleasures delights
Screeching down dark streets
In the middle of the day (2AM)
Island hopping
Into lush petals
Taking care to be careful
Of flagerances
GiGi calls ‘BIG fella yours’
Come with me
On a trip to the zoo
‘You likee’
$1 lobsters at Lennies, no more
$2 for three, the rest are free
It’s not all you get
There’s more out the back
Sunsets rise, as morning is broken
Back to the room
Wisdom has spoken
Back to the city
From which they came
Back to Bali?
Science
Science (1)
Believe it or not
Preposterous, paranormal
PseudoScientific piffle
There is only one truth
Owned by scientists
Critical thinkers
Rationalists
Skepticism
Every year de-bunking
Except
Does Science really Have all the answers
This year
Or next
Can it be valid today
But gone tomorrow
But still the truth
Skeptic of the Year
Promoting reason
Bending reason
Like Uri bent the spoons
Science (2)
Affirmation
We are committed
To the application
Of reason and science
We Are humanists
Holders of the only truth
Skeptical of
Untested claims to knowledge
Who tests the tester?
Or is it by negotiation,
Agreement
Or corruption?
Have no respect
For the authority of others
There are always
Contrary authority to be found
Religious, humanists
Paranormality
Scientists predict
Relative to the case of knowledge
At the time their theory
Is debunked
Still,
Absolute truth os ours
Ours alone
Science (3)
Alone
We stand
Holders of the truth
Beholders of life
What if we are wrong
Start again
Re-make the embryo
In our likeness?
Not his
Or hers
Ours
One truth
For some,
Not for all
Only us
Not many
Genocides
Spirit Forces
We came from the sea
Return to earth
In between
Water and Country
Sustain the spirit
Except
Many want more
At the expense of the few
Taking by force
Crushing the spirit
Many stand by
Turning a blind eye
Looking elsewhere
When blood starts to flow
Draining the spirit
Today, from afar
Hell rains down
Crushing us to the ground
Crushing the spirits
Will it ever end
Lust for land and power
Not if we do not
Take a stand
Confronting dark spirits
Driving Force
From beyond time
She had come to the rescue
Of oppressed nations
Fighting to survive
In the face of aggression
Counterfeiting colour and beliefs
Claiming supremacy eugenically:
- China
- The Americas
- India
- Australia
- Europe
- Armenia
- Rwandah
- Cambodia
- Bosnia
- The Ukraine
- Lots and lots more
Holocausts, Slavery, Genocides, Crusades, massacres, slaughters, carnage, murder, bloodbaths, butchery, extermination, killings, bloodshed, slaying, destruction, annihilation, devastation, homicides, executions, assassination, Pogroms, eradication, decimation
Driven by:
Race, ethnicity, gender, sexual orientation, and religion. Self interest and greed, Power and control. Fear and anxiety.
So many words, so many ways
To take what is not yours
Who was she?
She never existed
Genocide I
You often hear
Of deeds done
To some
Others too
Who do not bear witness
Being scalped
Whilst waiting for the Bison
Ranks high
Genocide II
Within/without
By many
Within
Without respite
Genocide III
By far
Taiping
By Han
Genocide IV
What brings, mainly men
To the brink of castrating
Neighbours, brothers and foe
Perceived near or far
Mostly Country
Belief
Jealousy
Need
Every where
This occurs
Everywhere
On, all Country
shared, stolen
Consciousness
The Learnings Typhoon
Today’s learnings
Mental artefacts are deficient
Neither comprehensive
In construction or scope
Failing schemas
There is hope
“Where is the wisdom
We have lost in knowledge
Where is the knowledge
We have lost in information”
TS Eliot (1934)
Artefacts are spawned by process
Know the boy
Know the man
Knowledge has traditionally
Been conceived
As a two dimensioned progression
In fact it spirals
Gathering truths
As a typhoon
Gathers strength
By the Coriolis
Oscillating between
Process and progeny
Knowledge is not the eye
It is far down the spiral
It is in fact
Singularly helixed
Meaning
Understanding
Wisdom
Enlightenment, Beyond
Consciousness
Harmony?
Inspired by Fogarty – Defence of The Learnings Typhoon (Ph.D), University of New England 2008
Underpinning Harmony
The Sharman sang
Eyeing without seeing
H(ear)ing without ears
Touching without feeling
Sensing without burning or frozen
Pressuring without airing
Paining without hurt
Proprioception without levitating
Balancing above the ground
Hungering when full
Thirsty when sated
Breathing without air
Five senses, eight, twenty-one or 33
Nothing is new
All that is old is new again
Initially instinct
Followed by internalisation
Shared thoughts
Across the ether
Merely the conduit
Mentally constructed
New ages dawn
Lost in the sunlight
Awakenings Inferred
Unslaving us all
LISPING along the path
Truly devoid
Of truth
Shortcutting us all
With glamour
Truth?
Sometimes
But who to judge?
BELIEF
We akk believe
In something
Toast burns
If left too long
Dogs bark
At the night
Rocks groan
When touched by sun
We all believe
In something
Toast is golden
Train the dog
They will settle
Wrapped in the darkness
KIck the rock
Break your toe and covenent
[i] Inherent knowledge is the understanding or awareness that exists within a person or system without the need for explicit learning or external input. It can be instinctive, intuitive, or deeply embedded through experience.
To contextualise inherent knowledge, consider these perspectives:
- Biological Context: Certain instincts—like a newborn knowing how to suckle—are encoded in our DNA.
- Philosophical Context: Some thinkers argue that humans possess innate ideas or moral instincts that shape decision-making.
- Technological Context: AI models, including me, operate on vast amounts of prior training data, giving us a form of inherent knowledge that guides responses.
- Cultural Context: Traditions and social norms often reflect accumulated inherent knowledge passed down through generations.
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