BUTTERFLY WINGS -
Meteor -- forty miles per second --
brightener of the night;
then out.
Butterfly -- faster than ... snail --
brightener of the day;
fertilize blossom;
tomorrow dead.
I the meteor
I the butterfly
Am beautiful and brief.
-Fred Samuels
THE FUNNYBONE BLUES*
A-rambling, wand'ring, wond'ring, I boldly search
the world for funny things to have you smile.
Atop the clouds -- for poets fly -- I perch,
a-seeking, seeking, yearning all the while
to find the kernel, essence, magic of it all
and turn the frowns and scowls to happy faces,
to have the sad and dreary mem'ries fall,
the world abound in bright and joyous places.
At times I was so desperate I could cry:
so lost, so blue, "to-be-or-not-to-be";
I felt so down and hopeless I could die --
until I looked in the mirror and what did I see?
Why the funniest thing in the world is me;
O Lord, the funniest fool on Earth is me!
-Fred Samuels
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