I do not know, I do not know (Poetry) - 9/27/2026 3:52:47 PM
While the fundamental question still remains, how is it that we are able, with our intelligence, to create technology not enhancing us, but everything around us?
The rest of your questions can be basically understood by anyone who studies science and science history. For the last part, it is in our DNA to be predators. Two books explain it very well: The Selfish Gene and The Territorial Imperative.
We have the intelligence to get beyond this inherent, built-in tenancy towards irrational violence. But will we do it?
Ron
knowledge and wisdom (Poetry) - 9/2/2026 7:58:44 PM
A very wise tale in a poem. Why I never bothered with memorization routines. I memorized how to find things I needed to know.
As I age and lose sight of the facts, I have found that just asking my friendly AI what I'm looking for, he/she thinks a minute, and comes up with the answer. I love it when I don't have to wreck my brain to find out some little fact that somebody on Jeopardy has stored in their immense memories to win money in memory contests.
But as you wrote so well, knowing a lot doesn't make one wise. Knowing how to use what you know well is something you tend to learn from good mentors like I have.
Ron
My! Oh! My!- A.I. (Poetry) - 5/18/2026 10:02:40 AM
I sense a great deal of acid tongue satire. Sarcasm for sure.
I, too, have doubts about whether releasing this genie will benefit when young people will not be faced with the hard knocks of reality.
Two examples: from the age of 9 to 11, I picked green beans in the field for two months in the summer. It was a lesson in economics and saving at three cents per pound. Two years later when I moved to another town, been picking machines came along, and kids could no longer pick them for money. But we had more playtime for sports and other activities…I loved fishing.
While doing my doctoral studies, primarily in philosophy, from 1971-73, I would go to the library to try to find something on the topic I was working on. After four or five hours of going through the dusty shelves of 1 million or more books the university had, I found several interesting books but nothing on the topic that I was looking for.
ERIC, the Educational Research Information Center, had just been formed as a way of storing documents electronically, but I had little way of accessing it. With AI today, a researcher can instantly find almost all of the research done on a particular topic. Not only rapidly, but more thoroughly than ever before.
Contrary to worry about lazy minds and lazy bodies, AI will probably show people ways to be more creative, unfettered by monetary worries, and more physically fit and healthy than ever before.
Finally, better information hopefully, will stop exploitation of the Earth, Moon, and even Mars in the future, so that the Earth can become more natural as a breeding place for new life again and human population can be controlled/reduced.
Ron
Light Limericks (Poetry) - 4/20/2026 7:47:53 AM
I'm glad she didn't join AA. She might have tippled too far.
That San Diego man should have got a hood. With a hood he could have become a hood in the neighbor-hood.
I would've told him, pepperoni. But that wouldn't be kosher.
Some fun lyrics you have conjured up… Enjoyed.
Ron
Another plea for peace (Poetry) - 3/30/2026 11:43:13 AM
I agree totally with you. War is hell when it rains on people through no fault of their own except being in the wrong place at the wrong time.
But war comes from the Bible. Even the story, true or not, between Cain and Abel. Between family against family over water, food, shelter or territory. And so it goes until it is nation states against nation states with no end because the population is growing and readers want to show they have the upper hand when it comes to power and wealth.
It all end with strong resolve from the populous to end leaders who propagate war. Gandhi and Martin Luther King proved that the best defense was simple nonviolent protest. Fewer will die than in war, and when the killers have had enough slaughter, they will give up.
Ron
Birds (Poetry) - 2/28/2026 9:49:19 AM
I love birds too. For all the reasons you wrote. It's hard to believe that they are a branch of dinosaurs. But ostriches and emus give us a hint.
I am working in suburbia to have a local abandoned golf course where there are urban vultures. I see them floating on thermals over my house almost daily. Looking for roadkill as their only source of food.
Ron
Modern medicine and Ted (Poetry) - 1/23/2026 1:48:40 PM
The direction that medicine seems to be headed. Although there is a beginning rebellion against the idea of business taking over health matters, rather than having the doctor decide.
I found Ted's story a bit humorous and ironic. The numbers by the concern. Modern medicine is finding ailments much earlier and much clearer than ever. Without these tests, especially the non-invasive ones, much that happens to the body would go unnoticed until it became critical, like cancer used to be in many cases.
I'm not going to back to where the doctor would thump on your chest and take a look at your feet and then tell you, "Take an aspirin and then come back and see me in seven days."
Ron
limericks (Poetry) - 10/25/2025 8:01:12 AM
I really love that very last word… betta. I always thought limericks were slightly risqué. But I guess funny will do.
There was a young maiden from Mumbai
whose sari revealed curves to the eye
She attracted a following of letchers
So, her family picked out the right guy
Religion (Poetry) - 9/29/2025 9:17:30 AM
What a lovely last line! I recall what Rodney King said, "Can't we all just get along."
Another shooting in a church on Sunday. A church of a rather dubious religion conjured up from Christianity by a single man who claimed he had a vision of the "Latter Day Saints," whatever importance that is supposed to connote.
I have found among those, like me, who have given careful thought and broken away from the mythology of bloodline, nationalities, and history, to just live in the present, existentially, so much more peaceful than less hateful than any other way of being.
What I find the most distasteful is the use of fear of the unknown to conjure up all of these belief systems that promise something wonderful for almost everyone's self imposed miserable life.
Ron
poem in a journal (Poetry) - 9/5/2025 1:46:00 PM
I'm with you. Your poem was crystal clear. I try to be clear except with my last poem which is utter nonsense.
I'm waiting to see if modern poetry people will grasp it as some great breakthrough in poetry. But I'm not holding my breath.
Ron
When I am gone (Poetry) - 8/19/2024 1:09:02 PM
Oh, how I wish it were while we are here! But you're right, we have little say and, the world will still work its ways after we are gone. And it's too late for me to do very much but write about what needs to be and hope that others will carry on.
Ron
The man from France (with apologies) (Poetry) - 8/14/2024 7:55:42 AM
And I thought he was found to be without pants (chuckle). The man from France could have had Parkinson's, or worse St. Vitus's Dance… Egad!
It's quite good except the last stanza, in order to finish the story is a bit awkward.
Ron
On Getting Old (Poetry) - 7/24/2024 11:24:42 AM
Maybe one or two of those words of wisdom, but I'm not there yet. The one thing that gets me is seeing young people with their eyes and minds on their cell phones and don't even look up to have a conversation with someone that just loves to converse with strangers.
Ron
Climate change (Poetry) - 7/17/2024 6:10:59 AM
How true your considerate words are,climate change is real and humans need to take some blame for it.Thank you for your wise poem,well done.
Climate change (Poetry) - 7/15/2024 11:33:52 AM
Bravo! In a few short words, you have struck at the very core of the problem. Our greed and unawareness of what is really happening.
Something that was known in the 1950s and became very obvious to me in 1971 when I visited the Athabasca glacier in Alberta. It had receded a half-mile from the hotel viewing it since 1900 when people could stay in the hotel, walk across the road and enjoy the glacier. Now it is more than a mile away and shrinking.
The idiots that blamed Al Gore's often badly phrased warning in 2001 continue with their heads in the sand reaping great profits like Nero while Rome burned.
We are very adaptable and can adapt, but most of the ecosystem is going into shock with extinctions approaching from all sides while those with power and resources refuse to grow up and face the problem directly.
Ron
Birth of God (Poetry) - 6/5/2024 3:17:10 PM
Most primitive people close to the earth find their gods, not god, in everything around them that is living, growing and changing. The seasons are easily explained by the science of astronomy.
Most people just want the security of knowing that something is in control when the universe is found to be very chaotic an dangerous, but over very long periods of time. We here on the earth just happen to be in one of those quiet periods for our very brief lives of around 100 years or so and our human race only about 100,000 years old while the earth itself is around 4 billion years old and may last a long time after we are gone.
Ron
Birth of God (Poetry) - 6/4/2024 2:42:50 AM
Wow! Your poem speaks so loud to me. Our Creator made us in His image. Just think about God's imagination. That blows me away! Think of the creation of the flowers, the animals we love, the air we breathe, the sun that shines. Then, think of what scientists tell us today. If the earth's orbit were off by a hair, we would all be hurled into space. If our eyes, which have millions of cells, are missing just one, we would all be blind! Watch the new movie SIGHT, and it will take you to a level of wonder of creation that few can explain or understand. But the world's most talented eye doctor speaks about a Creator and believes in Jesus Christ! If man's most intelligent people are waking up, why can't we? We are all here for a purpose. Well done! Amen X 110!
Plea for Peace (Poetry) - 4/28/2024 10:14:32 AM
Your poem sends the same message with so many others have sent down through the ages as though falling on deaf ears. It is a very good one, but no one is listening/reading/commenting.
We seem to portray those that would travel between the stars to reach us, as some diabolical killers. Is that what we think of ourselves? Is that what we would become when we travel to distant star systems like portrayed in our popular Star Wars series? I hope not and I think not.
I have often stated that we haven't reached, as a people, adulthood yet. We are merely children playing with dangerous things and using the earth as our playground while abandoning it in the process. Instead of making intelligent decisions we are creating AI to do it for us. It is about to bite us in the ass and make us grow up to the challenge of what kind of Earth we have created and need to restore to a more kind and gentle one.
I hope your wish and mine come true soon. There is little time left before ignorance will turn this world into anarchy and destruction like we've never seen before or since.
Ron
Meandering Mind (Poetry) - 3/22/2024 11:43:49 AM
When retirement gives us a lot of time and we age, we do find ourselves doing what you describe so well in this little poem of phrases describing what seems to be happening.
I'm so glad that you seem to find it delightful. I do as well, when a song comes into my mind that I haven't heard in a long time, yet I can sing it almost from scratch.
Lately I find myself dozing off in the middle of things I should be paying attention to, as well.
Ron
New Speak (Poetry) - 2/26/2024 11:29:52 AM
Yes, jargon and frequent use of certain words and phrases that are meaningless tend to creep into the language. Thumb texting with its abbreviated words has probably done more to change the language than all the other jargon created before.
My pet peeves used to be, irregardless, that can be easily replaced by regardless. Also, centering around. Would indicate a kind of dallying before focusing and centering on.
Finally, the latest buzzword in the news. Everything these days has impact. For example, a simple kiss can become very, impactful. Now that is quite a useless word comparing it with saying that the kiss was simply, sweet.
Ron
This is Poetry? (Poetry) - 1/15/2024 12:12:32 PM
This is a real gem. Not only is the poetry so easy to read and understand, with the beautiful rhyming quality that points out the hypocrisy of those who turn their noses up on what the people know and love for their esoteric obtuse view of their narrow worlds unto themselves.
I have heard that Bob Dylan may be the greatest poet of the 21st century. The high and mighty might take a look at the simple messages in his lyrics that ring so true. By the same token, John Lennon drew drawings that were reminiscent of Picasso in their simplicity. His lyrics were also simple but direct.
I'm looking forward to more of your poetry.
Ron
Another Wish (Poetry) - 12/19/2023 11:58:26 AM
Let it be so that it will be truly so. And what Bob Dylan recently sang to me from the last century, "And may you live, forever young…"
Ron
Another Wish (Poetry) - 12/19/2023 8:33:39 AM
This is a lovely, well-written expression of wishful, prayerful, hope. I even like that you have text only and no ‘image’ with this, because image can change context of a piece of writing. Keeping this universal to grandparent and parent and about children of every kind, size, color, nature of ‘child’ enhances the power of the poem. I, like you, wish that the ‘spirit’ of my twin five-year-old granddaughters, well-nurtured by good parents, can continue on into their lives. That is a still-hopeful dream of an elder for their innocence, generosity, and their love of life itself, to to somehow radiate forward. We oldsters wish and dream, too. Thank you for your uplifting poetry, Birendra. ~~ djl
A Wish (Poetry) - 12/15/2023 12:27:31 PM
The age-old battle between good and evil, God and the devil, religions like to refer to it as, is succinctly addressed in your wish. The wish for almost everyone that we could find a way to defeat evil without committing evil, the seemingly easiest way to do it that never seems to prevail.
I especially liked your reference to arms with their double meaning so apropos for your poem.
Ron
Belief/ Believe (Poetry) - 12/11/2023 3:35:06 PM
Great advice given my friend, not anyone knows the true essence of your heart, just believe in yourself, and if others don't its not their reality its yours. nicely penned thanks
Belief/ Believe (Poetry) - 11/29/2023 12:29:43 PM
This is, arguably, the best Christmas poem I've ever read.
I believe that Jesus Christ was a person, like Gandhi, who lived a life that seemed miraculous and was exceedingly kind at a time when his people, the Jews, were in bondage, both by role manned by their own religion, Judaism.
Today is possible to hold those values without blindly believing that Jesus both, rose from the dead and will come back to claim his believers if they just blindly believe.
Too many are giving up on belief in anything other than their selfish survival and what they consider a very dangerous world that they are ready to fight when provoked.
Ron
Afternoon (Poetry) - 10/21/2023 8:51:34 AM
Yes, in many cultures where the climate is hot. A nap or siesta is taken in the early afternoon. Probably because it was so hot the night that one could not get sleep. Fortunately or unfortunately, air conditioning changes that cultural pattern so that we now work very hard all day and don't get to enjoy the afternoon anymore just relaxing… Slowing down.
I like the last two lines although I don't believe that our gods did anything for us.
Ron
Medical College- final year -1960 (Poetry) - 10/10/2023 9:29:14 AM
There is always one student who soaks up every word with very seemingly little effort. He/she is envied by one and all. But great actors never let you see them sweat. This is a well-crafted poem.
Medical College- final year -1960 (Poetry) - 10/5/2023 9:06:04 AM
I had to laugh. Remembering some of the Indian fellows in the doctoral program in industrial engineering who seemed to be able to get through their studies like falling off a log while I studied hard and tried to deal with the math.
They were out fooling around seeing if they could go out with some of the cute coeds on campus and asking me how to do it. How to buy a car and how to drive it.
Those were the days…
Ron
A Friend (Poetry) - 9/25/2023 5:56:12 PM
I have more than 2.6K friends in FB, some are author friends and some are game friends but we are hardly close to one another. Some were in need and I helped them out but they distant themselves afterwards for unknown reasons.
When I posted my life and death situation while in hospital with Covid and pneumonia some good friends did not respond to me. But I forgave them anyway.
Life is too short to hold grudges against friends. After my near death experience I might just enjoy what I have. Good friendships are hard to find.
Sandie
A Friend (Poetry) - 9/25/2023 11:18:28 AM
I really liked the humorous quip in the last stanza. The textbook, psychological definition of a friend can be a relative or a spouse. And true friends, according to the textbook generally are countable on a few fingers, lifelong.
While social media with its flippant "befriending," seems to make it easy to create friendships, the true test of a friend is when you are really down and out, perhaps even accused unfairly, that friend will come to your aid. Take care of you in a dire sickness. Give you money without question when you can't tell them why you need it. Stand by you and give you a home, mental and physical support when you've lost everything.
Come to think of it, if I use those tests I can think of only two people who would do that for me. My only true friends.
Ron
The storm (Poetry) - 8/26/2023 10:41:02 AM
You have captured the essence of a storm beautifully with few words.
Except when I was out in the open, and would run to find a tree to protect me from the wind and rain, but not for the possibility of lightning striking the tree, I never "cowered" in a storm.
I remember going out on the front porch when storms came up and watching every aspect of their development and feeling the wind and rain from the protection of the side of the house getting the brunt of the weather. The air smell and fluctuating pressure was always exciting for me to experience, along with the sheer force of a really strong storm.
I knew what to do in a tornado, but never experienced one. I do recall one night hanging onto our pup tent to keep it from blowing away while trees were crashing down around us.
Ron
cloud (Poetry) - 8/2/2023 8:59:15 AM
Light and fanciful. Just like clouds until they get angry. Sure are wonderful to have around.
Every day when I get some sun, but not burned, for about 10 or 15 minutes, I don't want the clouds to block the sun, but when they do, I enjoy watching them change shapes and move according to the way the wind is taking them.
Ron
The Unknown (Poetry) - 6/15/2023 8:37:39 AM
I'm with you. Why spend a lot of time questioning the unknown? We are here, we are alive and well most of our lives. We should rejoice, include others and live life to the fullest. It's the only one we have.
Ron
Pork and Beans (Poetry) - 6/1/2023 1:22:12 PM
Delightful limericks. I'm so glad I'm not Jewish or Muslim. Remember many a campfire eating up a can of pork 'n beans.
Ron
Love- A dream (Poetry) - 4/27/2023 10:29:34 AM
I sense a great longing. Unfortunately, only fulfilled in dreams.
Last night I listed again, to Roy Orbison singing that classic, Only the Lonely. I find it fitting your poem beautifully. But then, his In Dreams, fits the last two lines well.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MVRunwyoTMA
Ron
Flowers (Poetry) - 4/23/2023 11:09:12 AM
Not only a great tribute to our fragile fleeting flowers but with a musical lyric that I could almost sing along with. Wonderful.
Ron
Daffodils ( with profuse apologies to Wm. Wordsworth) (Poetry) - 3/16/2023 10:34:14 AM
Daffodils are the precursor of spring. Seemingly so delicate as they punch their way up through mud and snow. They are really tough little annuals that are such a delight to see like your poem suggests.
Ron
A Joyous Day (Poetry) - 3/11/2023 8:32:28 AM
If only every day for everyone could be this way! Very peaceful to read and savor.
Ron
Unknowable (Poetry) - 3/7/2023 8:41:50 AM
I am rooted in realism so I have no problem with the great unknown. I'm perfectly content with the way we are and why we are based on all the knowledge that humans have gathered since our inception, much earlier than most people think according to their religions rather than paleontology, archaeology and sociology suggests. in other words, "Don't worry, be happy."
Ron
A plea (Poetry) - 2/27/2023 11:30:54 AM
Very good advice that would solve many problems the world over.
If I'm affronted, I usually respond with a corrective note, but do not raise my voice or get angry, especially if the person is ignorant of the situation. But I do find that others have very quick tempers and it really blocks communication and understanding when someone does that.
Ron
A four letter word (Poetry) - 1/14/2023 8:33:34 AM
This sends out a ribbon of goodness, an element that seems in short supply these globally-troubled days. Astute of Ron to name the four-letter words contained in your poem…song, dove, bird…..also I can add rose, hate, look and ‘word’ itself. Unlike Ron, I didn’t guess ‘love,’ I imagined ‘care.’ — Maybe same thing. Enjoyed this post :) ~~ djl
On being right (Poetry) - 1/13/2023 2:45:27 PM
I really like this playfully-perfect-posture piece. It earns the saying of it out loud. I just read it to my husband. {and so I can mention in third to last line, the insertion of ‘in’ helps the cadence in reading it out loud} Subject matter REALLY matters, too. Anyone who agrees with the last stanza could get my smile of agreement all right. ~~ djl. Thanks*
On being right (Poetry) - 1/10/2023 12:29:09 PM
You have encapsulated the whole dilemma posed by trying to determine what truth is. There are at least two sides to every issue and many, many arguments. Learned well by those who debate.
There's a little bit of perfectionist in me and a little bit of wild loose conjecture. Perfection in formal pieces of literature is necessary if you're going to be read. But if the subject matter is questioned because there is something wrong, I apologize and try to correct the problem as soon as I can. Trying to be right most of the time, but knowing that I'll be wrong some of the time as should graciously accept it without further argument.
Ron
Control (Poetry) - 12/18/2022 9:42:01 AM
Well, amen to that, Birendra. A fine poem of truth.
Control (Poetry) - 12/15/2022 10:36:04 AM
I agree. The human movers and shakers who are using our world for the primary purpose of making money they don't really need, have too much control. We need to make sure that they stop abusive practices leading to not only all of the earth's beings being destroyed, but our own demise in the process.
In this case less control over the environment is better than more.
Ron
Getting old! (Poetry) - 11/21/2022 5:45:44 PM
I’ve always liked observation poetry, and this is a really good one! Write what you know, and writing doesn’t get old. Thank you for this ~~ djl
Getting old! (Poetry) - 11/20/2022 8:23:22 PM
you are right, a smile is always the best response. thank you, i have enjoyed this piece. it was a fun and delightful read.
Getting old! (Poetry) - 11/20/2022 9:51:24 AM
Part of being old is to accept change without having to chase after it. Once you do that, things become a lot easier to accomplish as our brains gradually lose the flexible power they once had when it came to facing the day's challenges.
Ron
Space (Poetry) - 10/22/2022 12:38:35 PM
You have described the enigma of space very well. I don't think that outer space is imagined. It's real. But very difficult to really understand, like time, measured from our primitive and minuscule knowledge of what time and space really are, yet.
Ron
Time (Poetry) - 9/20/2022 6:49:51 AM
Just attempts- with no certainty- i love that line! this is quite an impressive piece. thank you for sharing this.
Time (Poetry) - 9/19/2022 9:48:29 AM
Well stated in a few words. I am so dependent upon constant updates of time to know when to do certain things that I would totally lose track of it except for night and day which would tell that I was starting a new day the next morning. Thank goodness we don't have to change our clocks every six months anymore. Milk cows will love it!
Ron
Clouds (Poetry) - 8/13/2022 8:08:34 AM
So beautifully rhymed and described. And the way it ended was just brilliant.
But I immediately thought of one of my favorite songs… Clouds. Actually on a much different theme than your poem.
Ron
Clouds (Poetry) - 8/11/2022 7:51:34 PM
much enjoyed and this was so much fun to read. i hope you can hear my applause. thank you for writing this.
Butterfly (Poetry) - 7/21/2022 11:07:52 PM
splendid. you are right, they are so delicate yet they fly a thousand miles. they are impressive creatures which has been given justice in your words. thank you.
Butterfly (Poetry) - 7/21/2022 9:48:22 AM
They are amazing little creatures, flying so intricately when one would think they couldn't fly. Surviving hard rain, hail, and strong winds they sometimes amaze me flying thousands of miles by reproducing and knowing where to go to get food.
We have giant swallowtail and black swallowtail amid others, but not the varieties I've seen in Central America.
Ron
Hope (Poetry) - 6/15/2022 4:06:27 PM
I am of the opinion that our thoughts and feelings do change the world,
in myriad ways…so I see Hope as vital in todays chaotic world…
For the second time today I find myself writing…
“All You Need Is Love…”
Best wishes,
Diana…🍃
Hope (Poetry) - 6/15/2022 11:28:55 AM
Hope is not an action word. It is passive. Waiting for hope to solve some dire problem prolongs the agony. The only way to solve problems is to act. Action may take the form of violence or the form of passive resistance. But action changes things, hope doesn't in spite of all the propaganda that it does.
Ron
Hope (Poetry) - 6/14/2022 5:02:48 PM
thank you for this lovely poem. love is the only reality there is. and it is a choice we have to make every single day.
A four letter word (Poetry) - 5/31/2022 8:02:48 AM
Yes, as The Beatles told us
All we need is Love…
A little more Love and our world
could be quickly transformed…
Diana🍃
A four letter word (Poetry) - 5/30/2022 11:13:56 AM
I guessed it well before the end of the poem. It is interesting that a rose only takes four letters along with song and bird, especially the dove.
Ron
when I was young (Poetry) - 5/16/2022 9:53:58 AM
A poem of rare enchantment…
Diana…🍃
To Spring (Poetry) - 5/16/2022 9:52:38 AM
Simply delightful ode to Spring!
Diana…🍃
sunset (Poetry) - 5/16/2022 9:51:10 AM
You write these outstanding Nature poems with such skill…
The beauty of your words is so soothing,
and your rhyming is perfect…
Diana…🍃
Snowflakes (Poetry) - 5/16/2022 9:47:59 AM
A most touching ,wistful and well written poem…
You combine the elements of Nature
and the memory of a special love
so skilfully…and heart touchingly…
Well done…
Diana..🍃
rainbow (Poetry) - 5/16/2022 9:42:49 AM
You have captured this miracle of Nature so expertly…
A Rainbow always has the power to thrill….
A sublime description!
Diana…🍃
A Winter Day (Poetry) - 5/16/2022 9:36:36 AM
A lovely summation of a sparkling Winter’s Day …
Sunlight on snow I find blissful to observe…
Diana…🍃
Starlit Night (Poetry) - 5/16/2022 9:32:00 AM
Oh my goodness this is divine!
Your words thrill with their sheer beauty…
What could be more thrilling than
Lying back and observing the grandeur
of a starlit night!
Diana…🍃
A plea for Love (Poetry) - 5/16/2022 9:28:46 AM
A truly heartwarming poem…
If only these ideals were regularly
put into practice..what a happier
existence we would all have…
Simply wonderful!
Diana…🍃
The Quiet Night (Poetry) - 5/15/2022 4:41:28 PM
I love this beautiful artistic piece…
Gentle, lulling words that take us to a peaceful,
mysterious night time world…
Diana…🍃
The Quiet Night (Poetry) - 5/12/2022 8:29:11 AM
So peaceful and soothing, that I think I need to read it before going to sleep.
Ron
A plea for Love (Poetry) - 4/16/2022 11:33:08 AM
I love your poem. So inspiring and wise.
A plea for Love (Poetry) - 4/13/2022 10:32:06 AM
Not only a well written poem, a wonderful plea that most people wish for. Unfortunately, most people allow people with agendas based on their selfish beliefs to obtain leadership positions and hold onto those narrow thinking beliefs in almost every country on the planet.
As I read your poem I thought of John Lennon's epic song, Imagine. So long ago now. While you still deal with so much unrest for all of the wrong reasons.
Ron
The Cell phone (Poetry) - 3/12/2022 10:08:05 AM
What a delightful poem with a humorous slant on a very severe problem--our dependence upon cell phones.
I, with my interest in the latest technology, would have been one of the first to use a cell phone. But I found that I could not hold one in my hand or use the touchscreen at all with my paralyzed hands and fingers. Lately, disabled people with hand issues like mine are being discriminated against because many companies are using third level verification requiring picking up a text on their cell phone even if they don't have one.
But I have found the same problem with my email. Both scams and junk on both my desktop phone and email. Still, where I sent occasional letters and very few calls to distant relatives and friends before email, I still don't call very much, but my emails to my immediate family became weekly or more often when the disadvantage of snail mail was eradicated. While I still like the immediacy of emails, it is all the sidetracks that sometimes get me upset. And all of the benefits to the enabled customers without considering disabled ones. I'm good at finding workarounds. But when I call a company and spend hours on the phone trying to get something changed, it becomes disconcerting.
Ron
To Covid (Poetry) - 2/13/2022 9:03:23 PM
Great expression of the assault upon the global human population. Feels good to hear someone do a proper scolding. I really like lines 5 & 6 “…Your hordes invade…..”. Bravo! ~~ djl
To Covid (Poetry) - 2/3/2022 9:47:27 AM
I like the angry tone and thorough way you have attacked the harbinger of our pandemic, with us way too long. I have to thank the unsung scientists who came up with the vaccines and other treatments that have helped us finally mitigate the onslaught of Covid-19 and hopefully, defeat it altogether.
Without the scientists working tirelessly, the virus would be with us for a very long time.
Ron
A Fracture's Tale {circa2010) (Poetry) - 2/2/2022 8:37:22 AM
Poor old Gentleman. He just wanted to enjoy his family games. Well penned and enjoyed, Birendra.
A Fracture's Tale {circa2010) (Poetry) - 1/26/2022 4:03:53 PM
Oh so weaving of an injury event, and plenty playful. You’ve packed a trunkful of action into this writing that has me right there with the happening. My leg even hurts reading this. The flourish of that last line takes all the pain away, but maybe not for you. Sublime juxtaposing crutches to chopsticks. Great! ~~ djl
A Fracture's Tale {circa2010) (Poetry) - 1/24/2022 10:23:22 AM
A very detailed account of what slipping on ice can do and what it takes to recover from a broken ankle. I slipped on ice twice with resulting injury when I still walked.
Thanks to the power of my electric wheelchair, and putting my foot down off the foot rest at the office while talking to the, of all persons, the safety director, I caught my right foot and it ran under right wheel. There was loud "crack!" as it happened that I thought was the foot rest catching the door opening because I felt no pain.
When I saw my foot twisted around in the back of the wheel in a very weird position, I asked the guy, "Can you help me? He shook his head, "No," in disbelief.
I backed over my foot again leaving defined tread marks on my shoe. He was able to put my foot up on my foot rest and I headed for the ER. They took several x-rays. Told me that my foot was not broken, just bruised.
I stood every day for a moment to transfer to bed and back to my wheelchair. It didn't hurt. But after about three or four weeks I had worn a hole in my heel and went to my rehab doctor. The intern, helping me onto a patient table, said, "You have a broken leg."
One of the x-rays from of the ER, clearly showed both my tibia and fibula cleanly broken off about 6 inches above my ankle. I got a boot rather than a cast. The hole in my ankle healed. Took the boot off after about four months. No crutches, no pain walking, no rehab, and my leg is as good as new. Thanks to having my own transportation, both the cause and the cure.
Ron
Merry Christmas-Specially to the Children (Poetry) - 12/15/2021 9:34:33 AM
As I read the beautiful lilting rhythm of this very Christmasy poem, I began to sing. Could be one of the Christmas songs sung this year if put to music.
Ron
Starlit Night (Poetry) - 10/9/2021 9:05:54 AM
So romantic and beautiful. It may really be too bad that science finds them to be hot fusion furnaces burning hydrogen that are so far away and so many that they light up the night sky with their presence in the blackness of space. And the winking and blinking is merely the light coming through the variations of our atmosphere.
Ron
Starlit Night (Poetry) - 10/7/2021 8:39:19 AM
There is nothing that compares with the starlit night, beautifully rendered in this poem.
Oh! MoonBeautiful Moon (Poetry) - 8/29/2021 10:22:01 AM
Mention the Moon and you have me hooked!
You have some lovely lines here…my favourites…
“Your beauty in a circle caught
Inspires poets-lost in thought”
I enjoyed your celestial musings…
Best wishes…
Diana…🌙
Oh! MoonBeautiful Moon (Poetry) - 8/28/2021 8:43:20 AM
The moon certainly is, a beautiful, heavenly sight. And it serves all the creatures on the earth in myriad ways, especially during the time of darkness at night, away from the blinding brightness of the sun, our heat and light source. For the moon would not be so ethereal bright if it didn't have the sun's brightness to reflect.
Ron
Summer (Poetry) - 6/5/2021 1:28:11 PM
How quirkily worded and delightful...!
I really enjoyed this description
of Summer...🌸
Diana...
Summer (Poetry) - 6/4/2021 8:20:05 AM
A beautiful little poem with some really zippy words that I like, like that zinger in the end! Cool.
Ron
Dawn (Poetry) - 2/20/2021 9:40:15 AM
There is a hint of "tired night," that gives the reason for this awakening at dawn that is so beautiful.
Ron
retirement plans (Poetry) - 1/23/2021 9:37:10 AM
I had to laugh. Yes, the best laid plans go awry.
The one thing that youth tend to forget when making retirement plans is their health. We need to start early, in our twenties, so when we retire we are healthy enough to do all the physical things as well as that long list of nonphysical things pointed out, like language, art and literature.
I'm not going anywhere and it's not because of coronavirus. Still enjoying my retirement immensely because I don't have kowtow to stupid bosses anymore.
Ron
sunset (Poetry) - 11/29/2020 11:44:04 AM
Succinct, pure, and lovely.
You have talent, my dear. Lots of it.
rainbow (Poetry) - 8/9/2020 12:04:37 PM
What a gorgeous nature poem.
rainbow (Poetry) - 4/23/2020 11:01:51 AM
There is something peaceful about a rainbow after the storm. And you have described it beautifully.
Ron
rainbow (Poetry) - 4/21/2020 6:26:56 PM
Rainbows are special as is your poem. Nice description of something so hard to describe.
rainbow (Poetry) - 4/21/2020 7:50:21 AM
Rainbows are truly majestic sights to behold.
It's a crime to rhyme! (Poetry) - 1/4/2020 12:30:12 PM
I believe that the tradition for using rhyme started long before poems were written down. Storytellers used rhyme and repetition when telling stories so that they would be passed down from generation to generation, sometimes in languages that never had a written form.
But there are always those rebels. Those who think they are pushing the boundaries of whatever area they are already in, who, with free verse as a legitimate poetic form. But you and I know, that without the lyrical qualities of rhythm, meter and rhyme, most songs, and poetry, fall flat.
The classic lines of poetry that I can remember, generally come from rhyming poetry.
Ron
It's a crime to rhyme! (Poetry) - 1/3/2020 10:47:04 PM
I still use rhyme, perhaps way to much, to explain my earthly grind...-e-
It's a crime to rhyme! (Poetry) - 1/1/2020 7:20:23 AM
True in poetry. But sometimes I rhyme and sometimes I commit the poetic crime. NOT to rhyme! Have a happy and healthy New Year filled with love and blessings from above! 💝!
It's a crime to rhyme! (Poetry) - 12/31/2019 8:37:50 AM
personally, I find it extremely difficult to write poetry unless I rhyme.
when I was young (Poetry) - 12/31/2019 6:58:14 AM
I am too old to remember when I was young, but you have helped to bring back my memories with this wonderful poem...-e-
April (Poetry) - 4/29/2019 10:09:26 AM
ONLY A MARVELOUS GOD COULD HAVE MANDATED THE CHANGING OF THE SEASONS THAT BRING SO MUCH BEAUTY OF IT'S OWN WITH EACH NEW ONE. CERTAINLY THE ARRIVAL OF SPRING IS IMAGED HERE BEAUTIFULLY AND VERY MUCH ENJOYED. THANKS FOR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...HIS+INSPIRATIONS
April (Poetry) - 4/28/2019 10:00:43 AM
April was never more festooned than by this poem. Beautiful and to the point.
Ron
April (Poetry) - 4/28/2019 7:21:49 AM
we all hope so
budd
April (Poetry) - 4/25/2019 2:54:16 PM
I so love your name, BIRENDRA . . . It just rolls, or is that "slips" off the tongue? This poem is a goodun, for sure. Thank you for posting it.
April (Poetry) - 4/25/2019 7:48:23 AM
Ahh, April, when we can have daffodil blooms poking through snow.
Enjoyed.
more snow! (Poetry) - 3/1/2019 12:15:33 PM
I love the beauty of a fresh snowfall. It's all fun and games til the snow shovel needs used.
more snow! (Poetry) - 3/1/2019 10:48:24 AM
Snow certainly is a welcome change of landscape. Especially the way it cleans up messy scenes and softens them with white mounds of fluffy, chilly softness.
You have presented snow so beautifully here.
Ron
Snowflakes (Poetry) - 1/17/2019 10:47:03 AM
Beautifully rendered, my friend. There are many places which worm lovers heart, even after they are no longer together. The memories remain . . . forever.
Snowflakes (Poetry) - 1/17/2019 10:35:47 AM
Such a beautiful image created by your words, albeit sad. The rhyming just makes it all the better.
Ron
Profession and Time (Poetry) - 11/16/2018 11:50:37 AM
You got that right, your mind seemed to stay younger as the body grows older, least that is how I perceive it, seems you are of that opinion also Loved the indepth narrative here.
Profession and Time (Poetry) - 11/15/2018 10:03:55 AM
You have written in a single poem, what it took me 670 pages to write! It would be interesting to be able to go back over my life and relive it. I certainly wouldn't waste any longer years on longing and moping. And I would ring every possible experience out of what I did do way back then.
Ron
memories (Poetry) - 7/26/2018 9:40:07 AM
You're so right about a memory "bursting" upon us. They pop into my head quite often, triggered by a word or even a timeframe.
Ron
memories (Poetry) - 7/26/2018 8:22:15 AM
Nicely rendered, nicely rhymed. Well done.
memories (Poetry) - 7/26/2018 7:54:04 AM
I quite understand what your poem says. I'm of the belief that our brain is a 100% storage magical place, storing everything you have heard, or seen. And it comes back to us often, or not at all, but it is all there.
memories (Poetry) - 7/26/2018 7:42:50 AM
I'd like to comment, but I can't remember what I Just read. Just kidding of course, I enjoyed your poem.
To Spring (Poetry) - 4/22/2018 6:42:32 AM
Spring is bursting out all over in pride from your glowing words.
Ron
To Spring (Poetry) - 4/20/2018 8:43:08 AM
Enjoyed, let spring be sprung.
Ode to Potato (Poetry) - 3/27/2018 1:14:27 PM
Always loved baked potato with sour cream and butter till I became a diabetic and realized it broke down into carbs that were bad for me, though I still eat one every now and again. Great write telling us all of the little potato & if Mr & Mrs Potato Head did not have one they would not be who they are...:) -e-
Ode to Potato (Poetry) - 3/25/2018 6:06:39 PM
As we said where I grew up, we were raised on "beans and taters". Good homage to a great food we take for granted. I ,in fact, had sweet potatoes ( dan quale moment here, is there an "E" on end or not?) fixed in my electric pressure cooker along with my fresh caught speckled trout for supper. Those things are even good for you!
Your poem reminds me of a song I wrote a while back I called
'beans and taters',
might put it on here
little bit later.
Dan
Ode to Potato (Poetry) - 3/25/2018 1:20:25 AM
This is a very cool write. Reminds me of the dreaded presentation gambit where you pull a topic out of a hat and then you must give a 5-minute presentation about it. Argh!
Ode to Potato (Poetry) - 3/23/2018 10:12:27 AM
The lowly potato with its starch turned to sugar, is so well described and glorified in your little poem. It is really a shame that southern Europeans thought it to be rather bland and useful only for feeding the pigs when they first saw it from the New World.
Someone should showed them French fries.
Ron
Ode to Potato (Poetry) - 3/23/2018 6:06:42 AM
A yam good write.
GOOD OLD DAYS (Poetry) - 3/14/2018 1:54:52 AM
a work to be read in quiet
GOOD OLD DAYS (Poetry) - 3/13/2018 10:57:56 AM
I read somewhere that using ALL CAPS is like shouting. As I read, you came through loud and clear. And you don't have to shout to me or preach to the preacher. I have been saying the same thing in poems but not as effectively as you have with this one.
I did note a couple of misspellings, like Caesar. But everyone should read this to the end to get the message. So far, the 21st century where the leadership of the United States is so concerned about individual safety and security, on a world scale the violence to human beings is much less the first 18 years of the century that it was in the first 18 years of the 20th century. But we still have much to do.
Ron
FALL (Poetry) - 3/6/2018 4:39:02 AM
Thanks JohnD,RonaldH,MichaelS for your kind words- much appreciated-Biren Tandan
FALL (Poetry) - 3/5/2018 3:59:04 PM
Wonderful poetic words are spoken here! Yes, most of us cannot wait until Fall is REALLY here! Amen!
FALL (Poetry) - 3/5/2018 1:18:19 PM
BEAUTIFUL!!!!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva
FALL (Poetry) - 3/5/2018 8:23:44 AM
A perfect description of walking on crunchy leaves in autumn during a beautiful, Indian summer, day.
Ron
FALL (Poetry) - 3/5/2018 7:19:30 AM
I enjoyed your Fall poem.
About Modern Poetry (Poetry) - 2/28/2018 10:01:59 AM
I like your style of poetry! Well done!
About Modern Poetry (Poetry) - 2/25/2018 9:54:01 AM
I agree. I've heard that there is free verse, prosetry and slam. I even wrote my first poems in reverse until I realized they had no lyric, rhythm, meter or rhyme.
To put it in the cliché… "There is nothing new under the sun."
Ron
