Poetry from Duane Vorhees

KARMA, KISMET, PROVIDENCE


To insure the Kismet effect

casino fixers

load the dice and mark the cards:

They rig the game,

annihilate free will.


To achieve a Karma asset,

cosmic accountants

balance debits and credits

of moral worth,

a result called justice.


Gamblers evoke Providence,

invoking mercy

to cancel consequences

that casinos

and accountants require.


But statisticians exclude

Providence, Kismet,

Karma, and all free will too,

Their random world’s

an impersonal one.


THE TREASON OF THE ROSE


A rose is for pleasure

and not for tears, Sir.


No, Bud is not like a rose

though his hair is fiery red

and though his smell pleased my nose.

But he bore no thorns in rows

--a single, fatal, prick instead.


I know now rose’s treason.

Contrasting plant with leaving,

I chose my rose, believing

it would last the season.


So, no, a rose Bud is not.

A rose will stay in its place

or share a family pot,

but Bud forfeited his lot

and left me to deal with the blaze.


A rose is for pleasure

and not for tears, Sir.


THE WHEELS OF JUSTICE


The honorable judge,

a-robed like a hedgehog,

was squatted at the bench

like an endowed lodger.

And that machine of law

read out loud

the preprogrammed sentence

to the court’s turned-on crowd

and the robot condemned,

heads dependably bowed.

The automated guard

led him out.

Next trial was clockwork

as the line moved foreward

till production halted.

Wind-up judge came unplugged,

hedgehog needed a nudge

when it slept.


THE NEW MONTESQUIEU


The factions sort themselves

into the left, right, and centrist

via birthright, and interest,

and contents of bookshelves.


Politicos maintain

the stability of chaos

through civility and payoffs

to competing claimants.


DO THAT HORIZON DANCE


An intimate selfish sharing

of a present timeless instant

of transcendent fluidity.

Your brain and your breath are the key

to its rhythm and symmetry.

You rest and then again embrace

Horizon Dance!


Inanimate, Self-less, shearing,

the present, an endless instant

of transcendent solidity.

Your brain and breathing are the key.

Imprisoned impassivity

unmoves that everlasting last

Horizon Dance.