Tuesday, November 21, 2017

1158 - What could go wrong?

What could go wrong?

"the spirit is willing,
but the flesh is weak."
- Matthew 26:41

As machine algorithms invade out life,
Translation provides a challenge.

The gin is quite good
But the meat has gone flaccid.
Translation error?
© J Cosmo Newbery 2017

Saturday, October 28, 2017

1157 - Did I hear the corn jar shake?

Feeding the chickens.
One of life's small mysteries:
How do they smell corn?
© J Cosmo Newbery 2017

Tuesday, October 17, 2017

1156 - Harvest

Sunday Whirl (Wordle #321) presents a list of words
that we must incorporate in a writing piece.  

The words this week are:

possible, pretense, individual, light, challenge, teeming,
route, drug, shock, jump, bulk, dearth


There's no dearth of kindness
In this world of ours;
Only in our blindness
We gather thorns for flowers.
- Gerald Massey

Some individuals prickle,
Spikey and aggressive.
They seem to enjoy it—
As if it is a drug of sorts—
Enjoy the challenge
To get under our skin,
To shock,
To hurt,
Too often.

But on reflection,
Offence is taken,
Not given.
In a day teeming with words
The bulk of them fly past.
Why is it possible 
For some to make us jump
While others go almost unnoticed?
Perhaps the route to a happy life
Is to let them all go past.

But what if it is all pretense?
Paraphrasing Gibran—
If thorns are all they have to give
Then is giving them
On their part?
© J Cosmo Newbery 2017

Sunday, October 08, 2017

1155 - The Starless Night

Sunday Whirl (Wordle #320) presents a list of words
that we must incorporate in a writing piece.  

The words this week are:

road, lift, charge, star, swirl, mystery, 
struggle, fringe, list, sigh, storm, power

The Starless Night

“It is hard for a free fish to understand
what is happening to a hooked one.”
― Karl A. Menninger

Not every road
Is smooth,
And awash 
With the warm tones
Of early morning sunlight.

Some struggle on paths
That are littered
With a fearsome list of obstacles,
Strewn with rocks and pits.

They walk on,
Battered by wild storms,
Some of their making,
Others, mysteriously, not so.
Storms that swirl
With oppressive power
Crackle with charged menace
And ominous rumblings.
They seem to attract them.

These are the night dwellers
The fringe dwellers,
Where life has no dawn.
Where living, 
Generously interpreted,
Has no stars.
Even Vincent had stars.
With nothing to lift the eyes,
Or the spirits,
They trudge on,
Stopping occasionally
To sigh.
© J Cosmo Newbery 2017

Friday, September 29, 2017

1154 - Friend or Faux?

Sunday Whirl (Wordle #318) presents a list of words
that we must incorporate in a writing piece.  

The words this week are:

faux, hope, crossroads, brace, chain, rebel, 
pen, quake, chase, ding, bottom, lock

Friend or Faux?

All relationships start with hope,
And with expectations.
Some realistic, some less so.
But ultimately we are chasing 
After a mirage, a idealised impossibility.
And so we eventually we come to crossroads:
A point where things are put to the test,
Where the varnish of infatuation
Peels away and we must decide—
Decide if the reality is of value.
Most understandably quake at this decision,
Baulk at making a break,
Or stepping away from their clan
And so remain chained,
Imprisoned in their indecision.

It is not a case of sudden death—
Ding!  Next contestant, please!
That would be tough.
Nor is it a case of wanting to rebel.
Sometimes you just feel 
That you have reached the bottom,
That something has to give.
So give.
Brace yourself for what may be.
Unlock the pen,
See if they fly away.
© J Cosmo Newbery 2017

Wednesday, August 30, 2017

1153 - Not Windsor, Hangman

If men can run the world,
why can't they stop wearing neckties? 
How intelligent is it to start the day
by tying a little noose around your neck?

Linda Ellerbee

Not Windsor, Hangman.

Tie it how you will,
In knots of all descriptions—
It’s still just a rag. 
© J Cosmo Newbery 2017

1152 - Drawing Stumps

I delayed my father's funeral because of cricket. 
- Virat Kohli

Drawing stumps.

The game is over.
It’s time to take off the bails
And close the innings.
© J Cosmo Newbery 2017

Tuesday, August 29, 2017

1151 - The Bigger Problem

Haiku Horizons prompt: Safe.

“Politicians were mostly people who'd had too little
morals and ethics to stay lawyers.” 
― George R.R. Martin.

The Bigger Problem

Idiots in charge
And feathering their own nests—
How can we be safe?
© J Cosmo Newbery 2017

Monday, August 28, 2017

1150 - The Luxurious Treadmill

The Luxurious Treadmill

We have what we need.
We can chase after extra
But at what expense?
© J Cosmo Newbery 2017