1993 • tuned June 2026
Hey Everybody!
Those of every age
How about some free poetry
A few lines of generic rhyme
Written down
So all can see
Right now is the perfect time
To be a poem
or a tree
Both are sown and grown
on God’s Good Earth
Blooming honestly
St. Stephen Dedalus
Alive as an Irish rose
Stoned by mother’s dominoes
Humming a tune heard deep inside
A tune only his heart
and Heaven knows
So put down the measuring stick
Set the pedestal out with the trash
Nudge your neighbor
compassionately now
We all have loads of love to spare
And nothing to hide, nowhere to climb
When the hat of humility
fits us just fine
A couple of couplets
and some clever preaching
May change the world,
Or may be just vain reaching
And looking to the past
for Truth
Tricks us
Into missing today’s teaching
Peace is in the balance
of thought, word, and deed
Forgiveness diminishes
hatred and greed
The black of night
opens its hand
to the sundawn day
Life is a vibration
Back and forth, a reliable relay
Yin and yang, the silent bang
At once both inspired
and utterly tired
We are all One poem anyway
Rob Chavez
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