There are two kinds of canopy in summer: sky + tree….go meet them!

Imagine how
trees acknowledge
our ignorance
of hydraulics

that pumps water
into their leaves
via cycle
of gives-receives.

Trees — they bless with
motion and shade
humans with an
imbalanced trade.

Do you ignore?
Are you not free?
What do you give
your nearby tree?

NOTE: This poem was brought to you by the way in which I was enchanted after reading this article about AI and quantum physics: www.scientificamerican.com/article/ai-designs-quantum-physics-experiments-beyond-what-any-human-has-conceived/?utm_source=pocket-newtab# Although AI may not exactly be involved with humans and trees, I think it’s possible that all trees everywhere are “entangled.”

There’s a poet
who loves to play
in words double
and entendre.

Take good care to
leave a comment —
wait to read how
a bomb off went!

Of socks and pants
and bosoms, fool!
He finds the words
that overrule.

No. His name I
will not mention
for he is in
strict detention!

And now, a musical interlude that puts the “de” in a lot of words other than detention:

www.youtube.com/watch?v=fygeRcO_yls

We’ve been cleaned up, thank you, ma’am!

Spiteful scoundrels
was it fun? Now
Ev’s got you on
the run. See you

later on the
slippery slopes
where your antics
fill envelopes.

You’ve pumped numbers!
We saw them fall
like levels of
cholesterol.

Do you like them
green fakes and spam?
Or is your diet
just false fat scam?

Barney Google
and Snuffy Smith
old time comics
without much pith.

What a hundred
years ago brought
silly laughter
now finds what’s sought.

Note in title:
a valued tool
that serves the scoop
to sage and fool.

Barney ate his
noodle kugel —
never did a
search on Google.

And now, time travel, and an opportunity to put some life into old Barney via music courtesy of Google:

…isms and health

Hurting is a
mannerism
that requires
escapism…

…entering the
mechanism
heart is filled with
skepticism.

Depending upon
mesmerism —
non-medical
hypnotism…

…to listen as
magnetism
reveals truths of
organism!

Listening to the magnetism was very interesting to me. I now invite you to listen to something else: Billy Porter singing “Feel It to Heal It” on YouTube.

Mine eyes behold
the glory of
the printing of
the word. They have

read in many
pages how the
pulp of trees is
stored. Ink has loosed

a quiet light
and an S to
make a sword
so truth can write

its song. Glory
glory halle
luja glory
glory halle…

luja

this poem cannot
itself contain.
Memorial
Day weekend.

Books. Soldiers. Wars.
Strange gratitude.
It’s readering
that births answers.

Cuts for Current Culture

What should be cut
from daily lives?
Things that hammer
evil designs.

Halt the abuse!
Conclude sinning.
Cut the misdeeds.
Bar news spinning.

It takes labor
plus intention
to enable
intervention.

What good method
will ease such strife?
A curved sickle?
A butcher’s knife?

QUESTION: What is the equivalent of a tool that cuts through emotional weapons of mass conscious destruction?

NOTE: This post is a reason to embed a song I’ve been listening to lately. Mayer Hawthorne’s talent is in updating the Motown sound…and even when the lyrics are about “ills,” the sound and vibration are “heals.” At least to me they are. “Enjoy.”

Co com commas
and amanments
de dem demas
mixed-up fragments!

When you focus
on the commands
reality
is what expands.

Put your mind on
the demandments
and walk through life’s
+10+ enchantments.

Co goes with you
as de deletes…
taste the bitters
to exhale sweets.