Tuesday, November 30, 2004

CREAM OFF THE TOP



                                    CREAM OFF THE TOP



IN DAYS OF YORE THAT I ADORE,

MILK WAS DELIVERED TO ONE'S DOOR

AS MILK IN GLASS BOTTLES A LA L.PASTEUR--

SEPARATED TO SKIM ON THE BOTTOM AND CREAM

ON THE "HAUTEUR"...

AND IF ONE FELT A BIT LOWLY AND IN NEED OF A "FIX",

ONE WOULD SPOON "CREAM OFF THE TOP"...

INSTEAD OF HOMOGENIZED MIX.





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The New Imperium

                                  THE NEW IMPERIUM
 
 
The Plebiscite is over; the Imperium is here;
 
The Plutocrats are happy; and the Legions cheer and cheer;
 
"Georgeus W. Augustus" is doing "hard work",  as each Centurion knows:
 
Has anyone stopped to notice where This Emperor wears what clothes?
 
 
--Chuck Despres  11/5/04




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Militarism v. Terrorism

                                            Militarism v. Terrorism   
 
 
The hot topic as I read and listen to media these days is "How will the Democratic Party pull itself together?"
 
Which is really an excuse not to discuss the Militarism  v. Terrorism Agendas of both major political parties-- Democrats and Republicans. John Kerry moved the party away from an anti-Militarist stance and accepted the Bushian debate frame in which he, Kerry, would hunt down and kill terrorists wherever they are sequestered. 
 
I guess Kerry now has decided that hyperbole must defer to Senate business and the status quo.  He also has decided not to question the Ohio vote, as if he had been running for himself, alone-- and not for a constituency of voters.  So, is this the same candidate to whose campaign I contributed?
 
By supporting Kerry in "the most important election in our lifetime", did we exercise our "last gasp" of citizens' rights?   Maybe.  Would Sharpton, Kucinich, or Dean have made for a better, more cogent losing candidate?  Maybe we needed a little more passion, a little less calculation.  Time will tell.
 
Perhaps, in time, we will traverse the "rhetoric of democracy" and create-- through our actions and by our action-- a social, economic, and political culture that dignifies all people and all peoples.  This is my hope-- and, I daresay, there are others who share this hope.
 
Life without hope is like "nectar in a sieve"; and hope without sustenance and dignity cannot live.


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Thursday, August 08, 2002

A MEETING IN CYBERSPACE

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From: chuck
Date: Sun, 04 Aug 2002 20:56:59 -0700
To:
Subject: A MEETING IN CYBERSPACE


A CHANCE ENCOUNTER- 'SWEET AND CHASTE'-
A MEETING MEANT FOR CYBERSPACE-
NO NEED FOR 'PICS' AND ALL THAT 'JIVE':
JUST GOOD TO BE TALKING AND TO BE ALIVE...


FOR WHEN ALL IS SAID AND DONE-
IMAGINATION IS MUCH MORE FUN:
'THE PERFECT OTHER' DOES NOT EXIST;
BETTER JUST A 'CYBERTRYST'...


IT IS FROM THE VOID WITHIN
WE GARNER STRENGTH TO MEET EACH DAY;
TO PUT SOME PHONY CONFIDENCE ON PARADE
IS TO MAKE OF LIVING A MERE CHARADE...


FOR I- LIKE YOU- AM OF THE EARTH...
I 'QUAKE' INSIDE WITH EACH DAY'S 'BIRTH':
WE ALL ARE CONNECTED- OH SO DEEP-
EVEN AS OUR MIND DOES SLEEP...


AND AS "THE DAWN COMES UP LIKE THUNDER"-
AND ALIGHTS WITH MY HEART FOR 'PLUNDER':
ARISING TO THE SURFACE FROM THE UNCONSCIOUS SEA
I SEARCH ABOUT FOR YOU OR ME...



'CHEERIOS' CHUCK

IN ME, THERE IS THAT WONDROUS AUGUST DAY-

QUITE SUDDENLY, THE WORLD FOREVER GREEN,

WHEN ONE LONE BRANCH BREEDS GLORIOUS DECAY,

AND YELLOWS ME TO THINK OF HALLOWEEN-

WHOSE POINT IS NOT THE HARVEST BUT THE CURSE:

"IT'S TIME TO SIT... AND WRITE SOME AUTUMN VERSE..."




--'CHEERIOS' Chuck


THE MOSLEMS FROM THE MIDDLE EAST

SITTING IN U.S. CELLS - WERE

ROUNDED UP UNDER NEW LAWS PASSED-

AND JAILED - WITHOUT CHARGES...

AND, WHERE ARE THEY NOW,

IN THIS "LAND OF THE FREE"? -

WHY THEY'RE SITTING IN JAIL -

INVISIBLE - 'COLORLESS', YOU SEE...


AND LATINOS WHO TRIED TO PASS

UNDETECTED THROUGH THE "BARBED WIRE"

GATE TO PROMISE, HOPE, AND LIBERTY -

WHERE ARE THEY? SOME ARE 'HERE';

SOME SENT BACK - AND SEVERAL SCORE

EACH YEAR, NEITHER 'HERE' NOR 'THERE' -

THEY ARE DEAD -

AND NOW ARE 'COLORLESS' YOU SEE...


AND A 'GAY YOUNG MAN'

EAGER TO BEFRIEND--

FINDS 'PALS' TO BREAK HIS MONOTONY -

GOES RIDING ON A COUNTRY ROAD -

IS BEATEN UP AND LEFT FOR DEAD...

ALL SPLAYED OUT ON BARBED WIRE -

WHY, YES, HE IS DEAD - AND NOW HE'S 'FREE'

BECAUSE HE IS 'COLORLESS' YOU SEE...


AND MANY A MAN - AND WOMAN - TOO

SITS IN SOLITARY ON A 'TRUMPED UP' CHARGE

OR ON 'DEATH ROW' WAITING FOR THE FINAL 'CHARGE' -

TO PUT IT MILDLY, "FEELING BLUE" -

NO CONJUGAL VISITS, NO LETTERS FROM HOME...

HOW CAN THIS HAPPEN IN 'THE LAND OF THE FREE'?-

HE/SHE IS ONE OF THE NAMELESS - HE IS 'COLORLESS', YOU SEE...







IT'S EVENTIME- THE EVE DRAWS NIGH


THE DAY LETS GO WITH RAPTUROUS SIGH


THE EARTH IS COOLING- THE AIR IS STILL


NO BIRDSONG NOW- JUST ANCESTOR TIME . . .

A POEM A DAY KEEPS THE DOCTOR 'AT BAY'--
WORKS BETTER THAN AN APPLE-- OR SO THEY SAY--
FOR APPLES ARE SWEET-- AND SWEETS LEAD TO FAT--
NOW, THAT IS ALL I WILL SAY ABOUT THAT...

THE THING ABOUT WRITING A LITTLE EACH DAY-- IS...
IT BENDS YOUR MIND IN A MYSTERIOUS WAY--
YOU AREN'T FOLLOWING THE 'DOW'-- OR EVEN THE "TAO"--
NO NEED TO RAGE AT SOME 'SACRED COW'...

OF COURSE, ALL COWS ARE SACRED-- AND ANTS AND AUNTS, TOO--
AND BEARS AND BULLS-- IF THAT'S NOT TOO 'DOW'-LIKE FOR YOU:
EACH MOMENT, EACH DAY IS A 'BRAND NEW SIGHT'--
THOUGH YOU'RE DREAMING IN DAYTIME AND WAKING AT NIGHT...

FOR IT HAS ALL BEEN THOUGHT BEFORE--
AND, IT HAS ALL BEEN SAID BEFORE--
AND THE 'GENIUS' OF THIS DAY WILL BE 'FOLLY' BEFORE THE MORROW;
STILL, LIVING IS TOO PRECIOUS TO BE SPENT IN REGRET OR SORROW...

--Chuck Despres

WAKING TO A CLOUDY DAY
THAT SHROUDS THE FOG WITHIN
YESTERDAY I TYPED AND TYPED
TO STILL MY CRANIAL DIN


AND TODAY I WAKENED EARLY
FED PETS AND REVIEWED OLD PROSE
AND NOW I FEEL SO BLEARY
YOU COULD LEAD ME BY THE NOSE

LIKE AN OLD BRAHMA BULL
YOKED TO THE DIURNAL WHEEL
ROUND AND ROUND I GO
HARDLY KNOWING WHAT I FEEL


STILL I RATHER LIKE THIS NOCTURNE
PLAYED IN THE EARLY HOURS OF DAY
THOUGH I WILL CEASE THIS POESY
AND START OUT ON MY WAY



CHEERIO(S)-- CHUCK D






FROM A MAJOR I GOT A MISSIVE

THIS IS REALLY TOO PERMISSIVE

FOR THIS ILLITERATE SERF

NOT TO THE MANOR BORN


NOW THIS MAJOR'S NAME IS DOMO

I'M SURE FROM ITALY'S BOOT IS HE

OR MAYBE FRANCE OR MAYBE SPAIN

OR MAYBE HE SAILED AROUND CAPE HORN


ANYWAY THIS MAJOR DOMO

A MAJOR IN THE PALACE GUARD

I THINK HE DOESN'T KNOW I'M JUST A PEASANT

WITH A "LIFE MEMBER" ALUMNI CARD


I WASN'T EVEN A "CALAIS BURGHER"

WHO STAKED HIS LIFE TO SAVE THE TOWN--

IT WAS ONLY AT THE "OLD FROST FUNCTION"

I HAD A "WALK-ON" IN "CAP AND GOWN"


THAT DAY WE STROLLED "ARM IN ARM"

MOM AND DAD AND ME

ALL "GOWNED UP" AND BEAMING WITH JOY

LIKE WE WERE IN "OLD PARIS ('PA REE')


WHICH REMINDS ME WHAT THE OLD PROF SAID

WHEN WE WALKED ABOUT "ARM IN ARM" (WITH MOM):

"HOW DO YOU KEEP THEM DOWN IN PARIS ('PA REE')

ONCE THEY HAVE BEEN ON 'THE FARM'..."




CHEERIO(S) 'chuck(les)'

THIS DAY I THINK I'LL TAKE IT "S L O W" :


IN TONGA, "MAH MAH LEA EY"

IN FRANCE, "LENTEMENT"

IN MEXICO, "DESPACIO"

IN ITALY, "LENTO"

IN PORTUGAL, "DEVAGAR"

IN GERMANY, "LANGSAM"

IN PAKISTAN, "DHIMA"

IN INDIA, "AHISTA"

IN PHILLIPINES, "ING AHT KAH"

IN CHINA, "MAHN MAHN"

IN USA, "CHILL OUT TIME"


ANYWHERE, ANYWAY, THIS DAY I THINK I'LL TAKE IT S L O W--


'cheerio'(s) chuck despres

When phoning don't work,

That's when I say:

"Take KEYBOARD in hand--

And try the Email way"...


For Email is a way of life, you know;

So, get with it, "Dude(tte)", get with the flow:

While the coffee's brewing, the garden misting,

The houseguests "screwing", the screenplay "twisting"--

Change the "window"; jot an Email note;

With nimble fingers, all "daemons" are smote...


Or, you can bypass that "window" and the computer's "WHIR"--

And "sign off" for now... to let Creation stir...



'cheerios' chuck

THERE'S AN "OLD SONG" FROM THE MOVIE, "The Man Who Knew Too Much". IT GOES:



"QUE SERA, SERA--

'WHATEVER WILL BE, WILL BE':

THE FUTURE'S NOT OURS TO SEE--

QUE SERA, SERA..."



AS I APPROACH FIFTY-EIGHT YEARS 'YOUNG', I HAVE MY OWN VERSION:



"QUE SERA, SERA--

'WHATEVER WILL BE, WILL BE':

THE FUTURE'S NOT OURS, YOU SEE--

It is YOURS!-- so, Be FREE!


cheerio 'chuckles'

When the MAN spews "bull" from the "bully pulpit"--

Is the righteousness real or just a sham:

To create a "window of time"

For hiding many a real culprit?




For TO CALL TO ACCOUNT has an ominous ring!

From THE MAN IN THE PULPIT it sounds a bit strange...

The "mandate of heaven" is a curious thing:

Even "oilmen-diplomats" can end up "riding the range".



And visiting the Grange of course--

Where he can swap tales with other good old cowpokes

Why... even now, I can remember one of those good old cowpoke jokes:



"What looks like Bulls...? Smells like Bulls...? Tastes like Bulls...?--

Sure glad I didn't step in it"



'cheerio' -- chucky




THE ART OF YAHOO IS A SUBTLE ART

STILL AN ART WORTH WAITING FOR

FOR A GOOD YAHOOER IS HARD TO FIND

WITH NO TRACES BEHIND-- WHERE DOES ONE START


WHY THE COMPUTER OF COURSE--YOU OLD BUFFOON--

BUT MY PASSWORD'S GONE AND THE ADDRESS HAS CHANGED

AND NOW I'M OFF TO MAKE (OR LEAVE) "MY MARK"--

IS IT JUST A GAME--IS IT JUST A LARK


FOR SOMEWHERE BEYOND WORDS, ARTIFACTS, BUZZWORDS, AND COMPUTERS--

BEYOND LAMBERGHINIS, PORSCHES, BMW-S, AND SCOOTERS--

BEYOND "CACHES" AND NIMBLE SLEIGHTS OF HAND

IS THERE A WORLD OF FRIENDSHIP IN THIS NEVER-NEVER LAND


OF SECURITY CHECKPOINTS AND FINEPRINT GALORE

OF PETTY TERRITORIALITY AND "PETITS FOURS"

OF NATIONAL SECRECY AND "DEMOCRACY'S LAST STAND"--

JUST FANCY WORDS FOR--


"WRAP YOUR ASS IN THE FLAG AND GET OUT THE OLD BRASS BAND"





IN FRIENDSHIP-- 'CHUCKLES'

SOLSTICE

SOLSTICE



The dawn it breaks makes me to feel to BIDET

I will go and


Get out earlybird on this day

NO REDEYE will I show



Instead I'll be an early worm and burrow deep in earth

And make a hole to breathe a bit


For this is MY rebirth* *day after my birthday (JUNE 19)
--CHEERIO! Chuck

THE DAY DAWNS NEW-- THIS JULY THE THIRD--

AWAKENED BY A MOCKING BIRD

MY EYES HAVE YET TO GATHER FOCUS

I'M STILL UNSURE WHERE IS MY LOCUS


ANOTHER BIRD HAS JOINED THE MORNINGSONG

AND NOW A THIRD AND FOURTH JOIN IN

A SHARING OF THEIR MORNING NEWS

A DAWNING ORNITHOLOGICAL DIN


TOMORROW WILL DAWN AS JULY THE FOURTH

A DAY FOR FAMILY AND FRIENDS HELD DEAR

AND IN SPITE OF PREDICTIONS DIRE AND DREAR

I-- FOR ONE-- WON'T BE HOSTAGE TO FEAR...




"CHEERIOS" CHUCK


FIVE A.M.-ISH



IT'S ROUND ABOUT 5 A.M. AND I'M IN A FOG--

FED THE CAT AND FED THE DOG...

AND THE OTHER DOG, TOO, I MIGHT ADD:

AND "HIT THE COMPUTER", THIS "COMMUNICADO" LAD...


TO SLEEP PAST FOUR-- THAT WAS MY WISH;

BUT "KITTY" WANTED TO BE NEAR HIS DISH;

LIKE TWO HAWKS "AT-THE READY" THE DOGS AWOKE:

APPEASING 'APPETITES COLLECTIVE' WAS NO JOKE...


AND SO NOW IT'S FIVE-ISH AND I AT IMAC SIT;

'TIS NO USE BEING IN A GROGGY SNIT--

TWO BIRDIES ARE A'SINGIN' IN MY BACK YARD:

SO...WAKING UP ISN'T ALL THAT HARD!


CHEERIO! 'CHUCKLES'

PENSEES DE L'ETE


SUMMER DAYS AND SUMMER NIGHTS,

HOURLONG SWIMS AND "FANCIES' FLIGHTS"-

BENEATH THE STARS ON MOONLIGHT NIGHTS:

THESE ARE THE TIMES OF "POST-SOLSTICE HEIGHTS"...


SWIMMING DEEP AND SWIMMING LONG

TO DEPTHS WELL PAST WORDS OR SONG;

HERE I TOUCH 'PISCEAN' SOUL:

NO LONGER DIVIDED--ALL IS WHOLE...



CHEERS! CHUCKY D.













"OOPS!ILOST MY POETRY"

NOW, WHAT DO I DO?

I GUESS I'LL HAVE TO DO WITHOUT

"BOO HOO BOO HOO BOO BOO"


DID YOU EVER DREAM YOU'RE NAKED

IN A FORMAL SOCIAL SWIRL (I HAVE)--

BUT ME, I LOST MY POETRY--

AND "SECRETS SHARING"'S NO SALVE


"OH ME!ILOST MY POETRY"

WHATEVER WILL I DO ?

I MIGHT AS WELL GET ABOUT MY DAY--

AND GO PUT ON MY SHOE!


CHEERIO!(S) 'CHUCKLES'

Tuesday, June 25, 2002

If I am Spam that's what I am
To quote Popeye the sailor man
My name ain't Bluto--as you might know
And I ain't on the lam from the "can"* *arch. jail

Juneteenth is a Holiday for those who care:
On June 19, 1865, Texans were last to end the fray:
Texas* Slaves became TEXANS as was their right-- *"LONE STAR"
And the March towards freedom progressed that day

Yep its my bday*--short for birthday *not FR. meaning.
57 ain't bad when you're born this day
Brad Pitt I'm not, nor Morgan Freeman--
Still I feel rather fit for an aging jovan(sp)* *SP. young man

Lest I get full of pomp and bore you too much...
Let's can the Spam: HAPPY BIRDSONG1!!!!!!! and such... CHEERS! Chuck



CHUCKY'S DAILY POETRY


walking the bay front every day
this "park ranger" held his sway
cleaning the toilets on the hour
and emptying garbage when it got sour

then out on patrol in my ranger car
my patrol car radio was on the blink
when a deal went down the gendarmerie

would cruiser right by and make a stink
that I called not on my radio
whose cord was severed (HO HO HO):
they laughed at "MR. RINKY DINK".......

they took their naps up on a hill
and had a "girlie" for a thrill
and lest I forget their laughter peels
they made their deals and tire squeals

still, I appreciate the "men in blue"
purveyors of crack, crank, and what's new
you got to know it's not so neat
to have to pack all that "heat"

and there are cops who are polite and fair
(and eighty year old virgins with maiden hair)
but the lady at Bayfront who showed me THE WAY
was

She who said: HAVE A BLESSed DAY!


many Blessings!

chucky


ON TURNING FIFTY-SEVEN


Through the water like a whale--great orca that I am--
Yet feeling like a porpoise, though perhaps I'm just a clam,
My thoughts merge with the water as I begin to glide...
Four score less three years slip away...and the tears flow all outside...




A bientot! Chuckles


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