Circadia

Spring has sprung 

and so the Earth has completed 

yet another orbit 

around her sun…

just like millions 

and millions 

of times before. 

She has seen the rise, 

flourasion  

and extinction 

of so many different 

life-forms….

Yet,

here we are,

ready,

to welcome her again 

with the arrogance 

of the one group 

who thinks,

“this time”

is special.

Drizzle

I really like the changing of the seasons.

I realize,

however,

some people seem truly bothered 

by periods of excessive rain 

and grey. 

I am not amongst them. 

I find myself perplexed, 

maybe even a little bit surprised, 

to hear of people 

seeking warmer climes,

to avoid 

the mid-winter dulls. 

I welcome 

all that the seasons 

have-to-offer. 

I know the sun will come;

I know the days will turn bright 

and warm. 

How much harm is it to wait? 

Without this cycle 

to keep us engaged 

what would our world be? 

Come on, rain, 

give me your worst. 

It is only the first week of March, 

and I am ready 

for the best winter has left. 

How else will I know, 

the joys of spring 

and summer?

Jesus Christ, vol. II

I guess Jesus

was the first

super hero,

but my condescending mind says, 

“What about the Hindu gods, 

the Greeks 

and the Roman’s? ”

Oh…yeah….

Crap,

Jesus

was second issue…

season two. 

Still….

those graphics were sweet,

and the reboot/sequel

is set to be

epic….

at least

that’s what my buddy says..  

don’t know….

I’m really into Manga 

myself. 

In the school

I see the sharks

but they

don’t seem

to notice me. 

I am not thrashing

or stirring up

the water. 

I am not

meekly hiding,

either. 

I am flagrant

and unconcerned. 

They are busy

and I am

too small a fish

for frying. 

So I cruise past

their strobing lights 

and continue on

defiant.