Aristotle

Aristotle (Schoolboy)
10-16-16

For Mayde Notbrowne
If such is a name for it
In all docility just the game for it
The wise in heart will receive commandments
But a prating fool will fall
Hear my mournful murmuring
Finding six brave medicals
Jolly old Medi giving his large ear
All to the attendant's words
Take action soon not to worry
Of the season's first flurry
For glance and blush
Perchance a crush
Willing to be taught
Of things which are not
O, disencumber and relieve me of all burdens
The prating fool will fall
But I have no right to say
Folly, persist....





En Route
10-16-16

O, how action fatigues ones worry
I never said not to enjoy what the universe provides
I'm just talking praying for the next half hour to disencumber our reveille
And make it real
Hoping that I didn't overload the washer
No fear before my eyes so it seems
But much ague as hatred stirs up strife
And I check her again where wisdom is found
Yeah, I'm coming tonight with my apples
For our young Irish bards of formless spiritual essences
Yet trebly of highest part voice and range
O, how strange for eulogiums
And for eulachon
Never mind such Satan
Tell him to come back to where he came from
Lest in your dictation and rout is what it's all about....