Monday, September 26, 2016

YOU CAN'T PUSH A STRING UP A HILL

YOU CAN'T PUSH A STRING UP A HILL https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/667904

  STRUNG UP: Why helping your cousins can only lead to ruin – no good deed goes unpunished!
·  A STRING ALONG: The misadventures of a screenwriter in Hollywood at a Pitch Fest, trying to get his screenplay accepted.
·  BLAME IT ON RENO: a romantic comedy screenplay treatment about two couples, lifelong friends, who go to Reno to get married, but get so drunk on the wedding night, they marry the wrong partner and live happily.
·  THE HAPPINESS ALCHEMIST: The adventures of Aloysius Williams and how they tested his belief in the need for happiness.
·  JAKE, THE SNAKE: A complaint about a friend who was a bully, coward, and successful businessman.
·  CANE & ABE: The story of two friends whose lives go in opposite directions yet somehow teach the same life lessons.
·  PUSHING ON A STRING: An American and an Anglo-Caribbean discuss culture shock while traveling across the Sahara desert.
·  THE HELPER: A poem.
·  THE POET: Working with poets is like pushing a string up a hill; only those with limitless patience need apply.
·  PULLING ON A STRING: What is the meaning of life? Perhaps you find it going for a swim?
·  LIGHT-FINGURED LOUIE: The adventure of a thief and his conversion to Christianity.
·  TIE ME UP, Tie me down: It was the best of times. It was the worst of times. It was a twentieth-century marriage – the perfect imperfection.
·  ANOTHER COUNTRY: An African-American man and an Anglo-Caribbean man meet in Israel and discover that it’s a culture that connects and divides people, not color!
·  MONEY: PUSHING ON A STRING: If all economists were laid end to end, they would still not reach a conclusion. A study of the origins of the term “pushing on a string” and a look at how economists screw up the economy.
·  CULTIVATING BLINDNESS: A poem.
·  SEASONS ON A ROPE: The trials and tribulations of an immigrant who does everything to fit into American society but runs afoul of a twist of fate.
·  HAWAIIAN HANG-UP: A son returns to his family in Hawaii for his father’s funeral and finds himself caught up in the family’s gangster past and present – “Do the meek inherit the earth?”
·  ROLL OF THE DICE: The ills of gambling clash with the sensitivities of a man who only wants to help.
·  THE PRODIGAL FATHER: No matter what he’s done (or hasn’t done), you can’t give up on your father!
·  ONLY IN AMERICA: A young boy from Ghana comes to America on a visit and is confounded by the use of a ubiquitous and uniquely American word.
·  THE VANITIES OF DESIRE: A poem.
·  THE END OF MY ROPE: After eleven years enduring petty racism, obdurate spitefulness, pointless bickering, and cowardly and deceitful behavior, I had had enough


Saturday, January 23, 2016

Should Auld Acquaintance    

And too soon this will end and another begin
we check ourselves for revisions
but the New Year demands newness not regurgitation.
So we meditate on our ki, adjust our yang
and make love to our synapses.

All is ready
just wait for the bell to toll
the clock to strike
the kisses to smack
the mistletoe will do the rest.

But wait.
We did this last year, and the year before and the year….
So why should this year be different?
A year older, lonelier, bolder, surer?
Yes, of our new destiny!

Let us go back then to
the beginning of our time here.
It was about our acquaintances, friends
bookends that held the 
leaves of our meaning together.

Yes, that was it.
We start again each year
reminding ourselves of our
loved ones pining for each other
in some forgotten region that we

have not entered for the past 365 days.
Divine Providence 

Suffering –
God given for
punishment
&
edification?

The sacrifice
of suffering offers
no reward
but
the consciousness of the self
floating
in
a void
of its own
misunderstanding.

Pain –
is the measurement
of
our trial
through
this
life,

The
litmus
test
of our
machine
existence.

Man will give up everything but his suffering!


God if you are near

God if you are near
Listen to my heart.
If I’m a short distance
Tell be how far.

In your garden of senses
I breathe in butterflies
Littering the sky
As the dank putrid earth
Blossoms in jasmine.
Alone with the creatures of your roots

I mark my place - forgiven, forgotten.