(I wrist-slapped their little train transit system a bit. What? The Inquirer Editors had a problem with its Politically In-Correctness? Oh, well.) It’s Only PATCO, But What a Ride There’s a new “amusement” ride in town, Nauseous, herky-jerky movements abound, By trip’s end, your patience is tried and fried, It’s only PATCO, but what a ride … Continue reading It’s Only PATCO, But What a Ride
Author: robinc33
About Time
(A bit of Micropoetry.) About Time Finding much incivility, And an inability Dealing with time. Relatively-speaking.
The Ladder of Life
(I looked up one day recently, and reality hit hard.) The Ladder of Life Considerations for my future and survival, Were very, very far and in-between, As I didn’t give much thought or intervene To my nebulous needs so remote and away That distant future arrived, in solid disarray, More abrupt appearance than gradual … Continue reading The Ladder of Life
A Thanksgiving Day
(We couldn't host Thanksgiving for all this year, per usual, so Maria and Steve came to the rescue.) A Thanksgiving Day Another year, and, collectively, we’re all here, Having again survived, and still raising hell, And dinner on the table looks pretty perfect Like a famous painting from Norman Rockwell It seems a massive spread, everything … Continue reading A Thanksgiving Day
Some of Us
(On a one-way trip to being alone.) Some of Us Some of us as human beings have affirmations to proclaim, but so alike as we all are, our fingerprints aren’t the same Some of us have god-like idols that we follow and we mimic, and some, terribly tried and true, but comfortable with the … Continue reading Some of Us
Beauty-At-Work
(I had to insert the hyphens or else she'd know.) Beauty-At-Work She’s incaluable. An enigma. Indefensible… calculating… controlling… commanding… vexing. Not for the taking. I don’t own nor want. I can’t. She has said, “I do,” yet isn’t in love. But she rules all men and owned by none. The focal point of all and … Continue reading Beauty-At-Work
An Enshrouded Drift
(My will was weak … but I insisted.) An Enshrouded Drift It was late one vague night and my head was very light the problems were short-spaced and many which didn’t help matters any I tried to elude them to sleep but sinking in elusiveness wasn’t deep my will was weak … and I insisted … Continue reading An Enshrouded Drift
A Legacy for Michael Collins
(He's the forgotten man on the first manned moon landing mission. We all know Buzz Aldrin and Neil Armstrong. But what about Mike? He was there with them making history. Afterward, he became Director of the Smithsonian's Air & Space Museum. What did he think as he walked past Columbia, his capsule on display in the museum - the … Continue reading A Legacy for Michael Collins
The Midnight Genius
(Not sure I'd want this power.) The Midnight Genius He was mocked all during the day, But, knowing, at night they’d pay, As a Midnight Genius-in-waiting, Nighttime… his light for creating; The most intricate problems he’d delve The moment his clock struck twelve, Suntime… he was apt to bide and wait, Knowing his boundaries in … Continue reading The Midnight Genius
Mobile, or Prison… as in Cell©
(Eyes wide shut … capture now complete.) Mobile, or Prison… as in Cell© Our new-age mistress, quite alluring, we’re all enduring a ubiquitous affair; we admit participating … partaking, and residing in her insidious lair. Her scourge on us unwary, unleashed, unpoliced … preening outside said cage; however, welcoming with open arms this cohort … … Continue reading Mobile, or Prison… as in Cell©
My Damn Musings To Go 