Showing posts with label knowledge. Show all posts
Showing posts with label knowledge. Show all posts

Wednesday, October 24, 2018

Financial Sense Ability


Accountants and Universities
all too often
                     forget             
that they provide a service

apart
         from guarding the gold
the service would be of no use
had not the need to know

arose
          and smelled like a rat.




Painting by Thomas Eakins, 'Professor Benjamin Howard' c. 1874 [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.


Friday, October 7, 2016

de Hydration


It may be more satisfying for those that attend high school football games or homecoming parades,
who have mini-vans-or now-called-cross-overs-with stick figure families on the back window and are stocked with three cases of Costco bottled waters at any given time-
they must know, despite the number of passengers,
thirst is the same for all of us.

That middle-aged woman that was on the local news who was arrested for breaking and entering a church and sobbing inconsolably, may have been parched,
her lips were chapped and white last night.
The police on the scene were ill-equipped
to serve her,
or protect her
from the ensuing harsh light of day,
offering no peace but handcuffs.
Do not doubt, she will drink today.

The old meth house near the elementary school that had been boarded up after numerous raids was demolished over two years ago but has become overrun with five-foot and rising weeds.
It was finally fenced off and covered with green construction mesh.
That was weeks ago.
Just yesterday they hauled the heaping mounds of green waste away.
Without the water weight, they could carry more.
The kids walking by learn something new.

Water is no longer free.

At any given time, tears help to alleviate
our own weight in water.

That hydration happens in the hypothalamus, and like all mammals, we are merely
menial doodlebugs donning diving rods, lead and led,
most often leading us to empty wells where water once went and today only traces of humidity remain.

The air is sere here,
even those echoes no longer replenish wonder.
The apocalypse asphyxiates us
while we are set on re-repeating, like sheep bleating out and choking on swollen tongues,
panting and naked as wolves we are.
It is no wonder
we are still thirsty.



Painting image credit By "FREREMORPHEUS" (Own work) [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.

Thursday, August 20, 2015

Half the battle


I know
we know more
than we know we know

I know
knowledge is power
when acknowledging our weaknesses

I know
to not know
is knowing more than nothing

Nobody knows
the potential possible
when getting to know someone

Nobody knows
all there is
to know about anything

Ever

Nobody knows
what you know
I know
you
never
know

I don't know
anybody
like
I know
you.



Image of painting by By John Henry Henshall, Thoughts, 1883[Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.

Friday, June 19, 2015

Sol Ascent


Learning is a peak, 
an ascending effort to change the view
expansive and panoramic, uncontained
by what is beyond being seen
from where you stand.

Discovery starts as a reaching sapling 
rewarded for breaking through the mire
by having its roots wrenched with envy,
a weed nestled in the woods
for resting, not reminding. 

Education is an island destination,
whose currents carved defenses
guarded by volcanic concepts,
corralling massive schools
in warm biodiverse cesspools.

Knowing is weather, temporal conditions
the subject of changing you, today
being prepared for the unpredictable;
knowledge wields power like a lever,
breaking in or out, the damage is done.

All the while we keep seeking
views we would rather lose,
the forest for its functionality,
learning the leaves, one believes
knowledge is a plucked flower.

All in reliance upon the Sun
whose punctured question 
marks the sky, answering all 
wisdom reaps its reward 
in the warm gift of a lonely smile. 



Image By Hillebrand Steve, U.S. Fish and Wildlife Service [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.

 








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