Genesis of Thoughts and Other Poems

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genesis of thoughts

from whence doth spring the germ of an idea that either takes root,
exhibiting potential to live strong when just a tender vulnerable shoot?

to search for source that gives rise per process to enable homo sapiens to think
this ace of spades poet digs shallow sometimes forced to spelunk into crawl space
narrow and shallow, or shine laser focus into a chasm while teetering on the brink
hunting down gamesome elusive dodging catlike whim elusively does out pace
yet ready with whorled wide net to capture alive this agile rat fink
which unseen quite as mouse notion gives this hardy fellow quite a chase
as if scurrying thru microcosmic burrow of manhattan skyscrapers at a blink
said quarry i.e. arising whim of mine likely to vanish without a trace
just as quick as mental cogs and wheels generated such riveting link
that may be connected to any previous pondering within cranial place
or appear as some random non-sequitur conscious kink
easily distracting ability to latch onto awesome fleeting mind space
inducing minor frustration at lack of ability to nab (albeit painlessly) zinc
shimmering insight cognizant ability likened to ode to Grecian urn vase
frieze depicting ever so close capture thought process lifespan short than a wink
via the third eye blind of this comfortably numb beatle browed face.

Bullied by Lloyd Levinsky circa mid-1960’s

among the countless thugs that teased and taunted myself as a boy
who exhibited blatant characteristics of being painfully shy and coy

regularly beckoned like some tasty morsel chronic unpleasant bait
to be pitted with words an always feeling like an outcast without a date
populating school day memories of loathsomeness and hate.

serving as the token punching bag nearly the duration every year
of public school, which vicious name calling assaults upon me psyche did wear
away and negligible self confidence or internal rage that found instinct to veer
away from approaching fist, which knuckle sandwich from tier
of hooligans gave no surcease to knock this introvert on his head or scrawny rear
a lonely lad bereft of buddy to stand close as any bona a fide genuine peer
nothing but dark shadow casting silhouette per edge of night always near
one brazen dude named Lloyd Levinsky hovered ever near
especially during recess at Aububon Elementary School he did chase and lear
encouraging mob fiends to join in an additionally mock and jeer
which unprintable epithets, I can still faintly hear
in tandem with that native animal fear
that found this then socially withdrawn second grader like a targeted deer
caught in cross hairs of boys who seemed like giants and fierce some as a bear.

cruel barbs hurled lent convenience to me who stood stock still or crouched down
on ground intimating passivity and inferiority that brought grimace and frown
to those who mimicked flaws, which aside from being shriveled flower on lawn
included nasal twang from submucous cleft palate congenital defect that did spawn

speech impediment and obvious magnet for brutal beast
to relish, savor and feast
hoping to bring me to tears at the least

knowing this human docile scared dog would not fight back
fearing he might get beat to a bloody pulp for justifiably flack
even my late mother also told me to give brats a “what for” with two fisted pack
so as to stun that nasty gang who to this very day I bristle to smack
with an ole mighty whack
as if strength within transferred from a mastodon or wooly mammoth yak!

happy LXXXIII third birthday

herewith comprises my poetic somewhat prevaricated ditty
about the brooklyn boy who hankered to leave the city
when just an itty
bitty
wee lad, who roller skated streets of manhattan smooth and/or gritty

on at least one occasion knocked unconscious whence his mama took fright
especially when falsely told her  baby “boycie”  – reckoned as extremely bright
his soul took flight
assigned to afterlife, but premature pronouncement false alarm quite
a relief  (since I would not be here), and me future papa perfectly all right
not the worse for wear his getting bunked in his noggin a slight
if negligible setback to his determination and inherent might
to gain inner strength rooted in fortitude to transcend most any plight

whether drafted to help engineer mechanics of Korean war
deployed during time when détente just a spore
after Gatling guns of world war ii did roar
yet, once armistice reached reconstruction materiel did pore
from Americans as self proclaimed victor
sanctioned delivery of essential by welcome stevedore

whereby united states troops welcomed back their towns with glee
given royal carpet treatment for many an unseen atrocity
thankfully though, my dada plotted away from front lines and thence free
from more serious battle scars blind to american civilians including she
whom my father wed hence procreating three offspring, the sole son – me

who now comfortably sits in a plush beige chair
glad to be the only male progeny who inherited intellect and flair
from smart as a whip and once more handsome that Richard Gere
though no matter natural progression of aging and mortality near
tis an honor I affirmatively nod toward fickle finger of fate hear
the boisterous damn the torpedoes credo compelled zayda to bear
discordant family of origin unpleasant air
and figuratively jumped ship from that brownstone lair
to witness ambitious indelibly etched when just a tot with curly black hair
homage for he who scored home runs with help with unsheathed spear!

from:: Matthew the king of Scotts from the Harris fruited genetic loom
who acknowledges to this octogenarian once a handsome 6’ + tall groom
his love (not always demonstrated) kept within sacred private room.

kaleidoscopic whorled wide web.

against light source well crafted tubular structure appended with eyepiece gazing
offers viewer eye-opening, mindboggling instantaneously birthing then vanishing
resplendent myriad colorful geometric awesome shifting shapes hypnotizing
sight seer into a whirling gigolo where multifaceted fractals display pin-wheeling
arithmetically perfect  triangulate squarely with proportionate arcs astounding
with blind faith on microscopic scale analogous to cosmic big bang spell-binding
mankind from time immemorial when her/his gaze turned heavenward peering
into the azure vault – one macrocosmic hint per the origin from when on-looking
proto-humans ruminated inscrutably enamored at the spectacular eminence grise
forever holding mystery of universe evolution in shroud of secret continually mystifying one
generation after another until twenty first century astro-physicists
begin to unravel evolutionary tale writ small on planet earth yet storied tome
pried open from scientific revolutions enabling birth of cosmos honed with more
fine tuned precision to zero in on precise second whence explosion filled void
with nebulous material coalescing into rudimentary galactic masses generating
vast surfeit of globular structures evincing
conically swirling
millennially futuristic clear cut entities
upon which one – namely gaia
finds this sole member homo sapiens reveling in his makeshift primitive contrivance
teasing ocular sense with visual orgasms
begetting thought provoking questions into this eternal wonderment
that perchance some intelligent deity willfully rotates planet like some plaything
synonymous with mere mortal peering into magic of kaleidoscope!

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