Magazines No More

The written word is slowly going,
For the last 20 years it has been slowing,
One by one, the symbolic giants are folding,
Encyclopaedia Britannica, PC Magazine, are falling,
Three hundred sixty seven magazines, in 2009,
Have gone under or will only be online,
This week we were officially notified,
Newsweek too – the print version nullified,
Starting November or December 2012,
The printed version will be a memory about to fade,
So if you are a collector grab a copy,
In 300 years, it will bring a bounty,
Do you remember the old days in the Wild West?
Where magazines were cut to squares, I do not jest,
To be used as toilet paper is used today,
I tell no tales that was the way,
I just can’t imagine someone today wipe their behind,
With an Ipad, a laptop or a tablet never you mind,


So here I am, watching the “Wizard of Oz”
For the 600 time, don’t ask why? Just because,
These logical issues seem to bother me a bit,
The lion wanted courage, tin man heart, scarecrow wit,
Dorothy was not in Kansas anymore, which is obvious,
The wizard was just a crook not from Oz not even Cyprus,
The evil witch of the west died from a little water,
You do understand she never washed herself in cold or hotter,
Or she would have died long before Dorothy did her in,
She must have smelled as old cheese mixed with dead sardine,
Yet the kids should love this masterpiece it is funny,
Next generations will watch it too it is smart and canny,
There is always room for a stupid scarecrow, a coward lion,
A romantic tin man that needs a heart, looking for action,
And a witch that gets her just deserve,
So make some tea, recline on your seat and observe,


A young couple in a picture so innocently hopeful,
Reality, cynicism, uselessness, the futility of it all,
They have dreams, aspirations, hopes, yearning,
Their witches are not yet at the stake burning,
Then as the years go by realities sink in,
This is a game with only losers you can’t win,
Expect only disappointment, betrayal, deception,
There is no out, no deviation and no exception,
No odds in your favor, no odds no bets,
Helps not if you are sorry and full of regrets,
The end is known, has been known since genesis,
All the way down – to the endless abyss

Hurricane Season

The sky is grey, dark, ashen, overcast,
Ominous, ready to pour going to blast,
Streets are empty, cold, pre-storm stillness,
The air is crispy cold, not moving, windless,
Its hurricane season everyday another is born,
Over the islands the east coast Boca Raton,
Palm trees waving crazy arms in the gale,
Waves running to shore as big as a whale,
Every year during hurricane season without fail,
Only thing to do, stay home with a pint of ale,

George Burns

I love George Burns humour – witty and smart,
I remember when he was a young man starting up,
He used to say when he started out long time ago,
Everything was less stressful things were going slow,
The “Dead Sea” was only sick,  under the weather,
To write you did not use a pen but used a feather,
He said it’s ok to be getting older, but don’t get old,
You can hear all, but don’t believe all you are told,
It is strange that all the political experts seem to be,
Cutting hair at the barber shop or drive a taxi


Today on PBS there was a documentary shown,
About the human brain – the last of the unknown,
How far can we push our brain, our memory short and long,
Do we fit in the street or in the zoo we belong?
What makes us click, what makes us tick and why?
It makes us laugh and cry, bold or shy, low or high,
Some have bigger brains some have small some have none,
Some are fresh some ripe some are overdone,
You don’t measure the quality by the weight or size,
But how well it goes on the plate with ketchup and fries


Today’s news was very interesting back to back,
A 38 years old surfer bitten and killed by a shark,
Does it matter how old was the victim, really?
Had he been 44, 52, or 26 would it be less chilly?
Why is it we need to know every detail every fact?
This peeping Tom behaviour this invasive act,
The need to dig in; uncover little dirt something kinky,
Look for the story, the unusual, something stinky,
It is also unfair, notably unjust, large question mark,
Nobody asked nor cared how old was the shark?