—Poetry by Shiva Neupane, Melbourne, Australia
—Genies Courtesy of Public Domain
—Genies Courtesy of Public Domain
AN OLD SECURITY GUARD:
In an eery night
He showed up at the site.
Being focused like a toxophilite
Despite toe-curling frostbite.
I admire his chutzpah
Working despite being a Grandpa.
He’s full of energy and determination
Which gave me an inspiration.
In an eery night
He showed up at the site.
Being focused like a toxophilite
Despite toe-curling frostbite.
I admire his chutzpah
Working despite being a Grandpa.
He’s full of energy and determination
Which gave me an inspiration.
COOK:
A cook prepared
the dish by huffing and puffing
And rang the bell
The waitress made her way to Kitchen
And grabbed the plate to the table
The aromatic diversity of porn food
Seductively governed the senses of customers.
Whereas the cook was governed
by the culinary appreciations.
THE ECOLOGICAL DIETARY:
The bird fed nestlings the ants,
The serpent swallowed the nestlings,
The eagle clawed the serpent with its talons
And devoured it.
The eagle was hit by a plane
And it fell on the ground
The swarm of ants enjoyed their platter
At the expense of eagle’s death.
I’m astounded by the ecological playbook
of KARMA
In which organisms are destined to play
a game of spiteful survival tactics.
The bird fed nestlings the ants,
The serpent swallowed the nestlings,
The eagle clawed the serpent with its talons
And devoured it.
The eagle was hit by a plane
And it fell on the ground
The swarm of ants enjoyed their platter
At the expense of eagle’s death.
I’m astounded by the ecological playbook
of KARMA
In which organisms are destined to play
a game of spiteful survival tactics.
ARTIFICIAL INTELLIGENCE:
Our Civilizational nightmare
may ensue from when we stop
employing our minds.
The perpetual appetite for curiosity
gives our mind a philosophical diet.
Allowing AI to do our intellectual tasks
May jeopardize our futuristic values
and diminish our habit of thinking.
Be acutely aware of the genie
It may come out of the bottle
And play the Trump card
Over what we do.
_____________________
Today’s LittleNip:
I’M AN AGNOSTIC:
—Shiva Neupane
It is more fair to be honest
then pretending to know everything
I’m not against the believers
Nor against the non-believers
I do not want to commit a thought-crime
I’m a clueless person.
I’m open to the diversity of ideas
To learn from them.
The beauty of being agnostic
Is phenomenally great.
Because it always encourages to become a
rationally balanced person.
______________________
—Medusa, with thanks to Shive Neupane for today’s poetry! Sheer genie-ous, I'd say...
A reminder that today in Placerville
at the Switchboard Gallery, there
will be a reading of Ekphrastic poetry
based on the current art exhibit,
“Details and Materials”.
For info about this and other
upcoming poetry happenings in
Northern California and otherwheres,
click on
UPCOMING NORCAL EVENTS
(http://medusaskitchen.blogspot.com/p/wtf.html)
in the links at the top of this page.
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Would you like to be a SnakePal?
All you have to do is send poetry and/or
photos and artwork to
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work from all over the world—including
that which was previously published—
and collaborations are welcome.
Just remember:
the snakes of Medusa are always hungry—
for poetry, of course!
at the Switchboard Gallery, there
will be a reading of Ekphrastic poetry
based on the current art exhibit,
“Details and Materials”.
For info about this and other
upcoming poetry happenings in
Northern California and otherwheres,
click on
UPCOMING NORCAL EVENTS
(http://medusaskitchen.blogspot.com/p/wtf.html)
in the links at the top of this page.
Photos in this column can be enlarged by
clicking on them once, then clicking on the x
in the top right corner to come back to Medusa.
Find previous four posts by scrolling down
under today’s post; or find previous poets by
typing the name into the little beige box
at the top left-hand side of today’s post; or
go to Medusa’s Rapsheet at the bottom of
the blue column at the right
and find the date you want.
Would you like to be a SnakePal?
All you have to do is send poetry and/or
photos and artwork to
kathykieth@hotmail.com. We post
work from all over the world—including
that which was previously published—
and collaborations are welcome.
Just remember:
the snakes of Medusa are always hungry—
for poetry, of course!
(A cookie from the Kitchen for today):
Midnight deer:
silent hooves
slowly glide across
the roadway