Tuesday, June 27, 2017

Prelude to Fifty

Not sure who reads this anymore, and also whether it is wise to post unpublished poetry here. However, this piece is more pensive than publishable, so I'll just leave it here.


The pen feels odd in the hand.
A decade crumbles like bark
stripped from the tree.
It's not another birthday poem,
it's the anticipation of one.

Fifty seems more final.
More than half of a life,
unless you plan on becoming
a centenarian.

These could be my final words.
A glass bites my lips,
the lager limps
into my mouth.
I remember being proud at 18:
No beer for me, just
One Five One rum -
real man's drink.
Foolish me.
How to imagine
a parallel life
of other choices?

Even my handwriting has grown old.
Once crisp and legible, age has
made it lazy (my hand) and I just
let the ball point it's way across
the page.

Volumes of thoughts
Pages of poems,
shipped across the continent
and scanned into the cloud.
Like taking a scalpel
and cutting out a pound of flesh
and sealing it away.
Amazing -
the blocks of paper that
captured a decade and a half
and all that people
will care to find
memorialize my Facebook page.

It is a testament
to waste.
No one will learn
Just go on living
Scrawling indecipherable lines
to be forgotten.

~ ~ ~

Brooklyn, June 26, 2017

Sunday, June 25, 2017

Funny Shit My Aunt Sends Me: Redneck Mini Blinds

No need to clean or dust -- just tear off and flush.

Monday, June 19, 2017

Cool Shit My Aunt Sends Me: Shadow Puppets

What A Wonderful World: Australian Magician Raymond Crowe performs a wonderfully entertaining Hand Shadow act set to the song of 'What A Wonderful World' by Louis Armstrong.

Friday, June 16, 2017

Funny Shit My Aunt Sends Me: Fwd: FW: : Fwd: Signs of the Time



























Wednesday, May 31, 2017

Poetry in Motion: Subway by Billy Collins

This Poetry in Motion poster on the subways is still hanging around, as it went up in 2016:

Subway                  Billy Collins, b. 1941

As you fly swiftly underground
with a song in your ears
or lost in the maze of a book,

remember the ones who descended here
into the mire of bedrock
to bore a hole through this granite,

to clear a passage for you
where there was only darkness and stone.
Remember as you come up into the light.

~ ~ ~

Visit the MTA Poetry in Motion page here.

Bios of the poet and the artist whose work in the subway that serves as the backdrop for the poem above, which was one of three released in 2016, appears on the site here. You can also click on the Poetry in Motion tag at the bottom of the post to see prior BillyBlog posts about the series.

Sunday, May 07, 2017

Cool Shit My Aunt Sends Me: Some Beautiful Pictures

Jet wash in the morning mist


Unusual cloud.  Now we know how to look like angels!

          An ice cave solely illuminated by a torch!

Ladybug in the morning dew!

Cloud: What an incredible picture!

                        Rain - view from an airplane

One in a million!

The "Tsunami of Clouds!"

A magical place in Austria - Grer See

       A rare and wonderful atmospheric phenomenon - "Fire Rainbow"
      This optical effect in the atmosphere is only manifested with the
                        appear ance of a horizontal rainbow - localized on a
         background of light - where high cirrus clouds are located

        Waterfall Rainbow was created by the refraction of light in water droplets.

 Morskoi sand under a microscope with a 300-fold increase.

Beautiful Shii  mineral, also known as "The Rose of the Inca."

The view from the height of 8000 meters.

Splash - from a stone thrown into the water in front of a sunset.

In rare cases, you can see a completely circular rainbow
(known as a 360) from the plane.

The crystal clear ice of Baikal, Russia.

Blooming Lotus.

Lavender fields at dawn.

Frame-fire: The reflection of the setting sun in her hair!

Winter Wonderland!