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  • An Old Man in Italy

    When I am an old man I want to sit in Italy On a bench in the sun, With a view behind me And the town before, The reverse of my life. I will watch it all: The birds and the buses And the old Bitties, And of course the weather. I’ll wonder why I…

  • The Eclipse

    Okay, I couldn't help it. While traveling the other day as a family in our jumbo SUV, in which many noises and distractions abound, my ten year-old daughter piped up from the back wanting to read me something she had written. This, just so you know, is a common occurrence. It is also common to…

  • Rascal Manifesto

    Stephen Palmer of the Center for Social Leadership concepted the idea for a poster for the Rascal Manifesto. His gang also recently produced this video to promote it. Enjoy. Sincerely, Chris Brady  

  • Holding Loosely the Wheel

    In the dead moments of spaceBetween the thick and the thinA flicker of a glimpseThe door that won't let us in No, but you weren't there to seeThe crests and jagged ridges For elves with pointed hatsFurry trolls under bridges I've walked the empty beachesLooked for you under linensTraded dimes for nickelsRiding on greaseless pinions To…

  • Rush Straight In

    You don’t have a thousand years   To become who you’re meant to be You have only a moment in time An unknown fleeting quantity. Drink deeply from the cup Of life you’ve been handed Taste all that’s sweet And endure what’s bitter Remembering the purpose For which you’ve been born. Squander not your days…

  • A Sentinel in the Mist

     They swallow indoctrination As though it were truth, And respond with dunces, Eloquent spokesmen With no thoughts of their own. Students by the thousand Babble their creed Of worshipping the creation While disavowing its author. Perched atop ignorant assumptions And piling more on top of these Until the edifice reaches absurdly upward A monument to…

  • That Sparkling Mistress

     Ah, art, that sparkling mistress She winks at me through brick arches Marble columns and stone pediments, Frescoes, sculptures, colors and forms, Painstakingly extracted from genius, Sinews straining against complacency Languidly tempted to delay or do nothing. What inertia must have been conquered That you could have life. What loving care must have been mustered…

  • Cul-de-Sac

    How many times has it happened, Arranging and scurrying around, Seeking the arrival That seems more illusive than justice? Full speed ahead, Don't they say fortune favors the bold? But halting abruptly As we must if we are to keep our sanity Finding ourselves in another Cul-de-Sac. The sprocket kicks off the chain As our…

  • You Told Me Otherwise

    I thought her a beauty And took to her smile, But you told me otherwise Suspecting her guile. I liked his stories And thought them a laugh, But you told me otherwise Said don't believe half. Their group took me in And made me feel part, But you told me otherwise And picked them apart.…

  • List to the Lee

    No rewind on life Our grasp has no grip There's not a thing we can do To slow down this trip.     Open your eyes wide See all that you see Gales blow to the rocky shore We list to the lee.     We kick against goads Blame struggle for pain Totally blind to the…