While trying not to speak out of turn as a newbie on a good board,

I’d like to offer just this one more ditty to th’ thread:

Thanksgiving Prayer

Logic says examples speak volumes when sailing for the trade winds
But no level of fixed methodological scrutiny forms the measure of...
A single [nucleotide polymorphism] well intended tack into th’ eye....

Reason says statistics reek of fair warnings or bad flags or apathy
But what the good friend does on the best day in the sunshine...
Could mirror early efforts like a tribute to all best endeavors...
& send this nutty obsession into the next realm of possibility....

I certainly do not feel sure in the notion that all is well and good
Not even close to happy with the state of this national crisis....
2% of what is what the laborer & the teacher drags:  A stone
There’s always time to hop on for a fine ride; this is not
To say one should never have tried…to set the bar
Of truth in a word or series of words placed in
A non-arbitrary manor in clear view of you...
& I who made a personal choice to see a
Bated hook or a promissory note born
Of vision in a time of humble hope
In the light of due diligence set
In motion, not on a whim but
By an ebb of positive light
& momentum. A will...
2 see an obsession,
Not of self alone,
Through to the
Most perfect
Conclusion

.

We R not
....Oracles,
But ideas; ...
New definitions

Ideas become things....
Everything moves in circles
& circles are made up of curves...
Ascending and descending like sine & cosine waves

Not the blind indifference, ...
Nor the mode: one's modus operandi,
Nor the heartless & knowledgeable...
Perception of personal & civic viability
In a message of distress &/or non-
Feasibility....   Piss drunk is piss drunk, bro.

U are shadow there at the dais bane:

...Not your kingly sized pomposity
Nor the frames of portend & moan,
Nor the forest of fevered grey doubt;  FUD
Neither status quo nor brevity of circumstance....

Not your vitriol or those placards that take up id-space
Not the shape of things that have not yet come...
Nor the moment when you & I see eye to eye,
Only then to take someone down for the sake of
Habitual persona & perpetuation of abatements’ tide

Not one more minute of the mindless claptrap...
Of either pro or con stance, in a town undone,
Will gather my attention away from one or
2 energetic notions...or the hope that you,
Or you, ...or U there can fathom as well as I


All that is left is the honor of endeavored souls...

& music...& meandering alongside moving water....

Much like a bird on a wire,
I'm thankful for th’ blessings & th’ bounty....

~2005JBEAR~