(c) 2016 Vernon Miles Kerr That Shadow on the Wall, It jumped from over there to here— I must have dozed— Or maybe I had a brain fart, As they say. I know that the old CPU Ain’t what it used to be– Ain’t what it used to be– Ain’t what it used to… Read More Poetry | The Shadow on the Wall
….the most heinous act ever perpetrated in the name of America: the atomic bombing of Hiroshima, and three days later, Nagasaki, Japan… … Read More Rhetoric | A Day That Will, Really, Live in Infamy
The movie Ghost in the Shell was entertaining but confusing to me. Perhaps it’s my age (early seventies) or perhaps I fall somewhere on the Autism Spectrum. There was way too much going on, sensory overload. It was hard to tell if the author meant to present a day-in-the-life in a dystopia or a utopia… Read More Flash Review | Ghost in the Shell
Cosmic Loneliness You regular readers might sense a theme in my “oeuvre,” (to use the latest silly fad word.) That theme would be, agony over the purpose of life. The poem in my last post is one of several where this is expressed. Next year I’ll mark three-quarters of a century on this planet and… Read More Meanderings | 7/8/17
ΤΩ ΑΓΝΩΣΤΩ ΘΕΩ The Unknown God © 2017 Vernon Miles Kerr You, who are said to silently sit behind the veil Parsimoniously meting out indulgences or pain, Blessings or cursings, Who are said to be aloof—at times angry, vindictive, Who are said to be obsessed with what we wear or eat, And other libels: How do you… Read More Poetry | ΤΩ ΑΓΝΩΣΤΩ ΘΕΩ
Poetry | A Compendium © 2017 Vernon Miles Kerr As the banner, above, suggests, I dabble in several (non-exclusive) areas of the writer’s art. But, during the time I have been posting to this blog, my poetry is the only area which has garnered “likes,” comments and followers. Which is amazing to me, because poetry… Read More Poetry | A Compendium
We Are Conflicted Beings © 2017 Vernon Miles Kerr Viewed from afar, our Earth must appear As an anthill run amok. Swarming but disorganized, Moving in a vague direction but with scattered knots And lumps of deadly struggle raging, Sparked by some inferred self-interest, As the dis-interested hive-general flows around them. Viewed from… Read More Poetry | We Are Conflicted Beings
