Involvement is a word game Echoed by many Participated in by few. Indecision may be an excuse For man’s inability to act. And, instinct. Ah, that’s Something else again. And, while the jungle beast pounces On his daily meal Man licks his chops, meditates, calculates his odds And does —- nothing.
Poetry Corner: Bud Light “Opportunity”
Things remain for us to do or dare Even the oldest branch Some fruit may bear For age is opportunity No less than youth, itself Tho in another time And, lo, as twilight fades away The sky is filled with stars Invisible by day
Poetry Corner: Bud Light “Thanksgiving”
Perhaps I should have said it just between The wine and grace, the wishing and the blessing. That was a time for words, when the scene Had just begun, before we passed the dressing. Before the knife cut deep into the breast I might have paused, looked up and all around Into the eyes of […]
Poetry Corner: Bud Light “Sometime, Maybe”
When I was a child Just testing my strength With a voice barely whispered I could stop the wind. Stop blowing, I command you Stop blowing. Trees would not sway Papers and leaves would not Dance from curb to curb And I was very pleased. When I was a child Just testing my strength I […]
Poetry Corner: Bud Light “Where Has it All Gone (A Reflection on a Rainy Night)”
People don’t much smile any more The skies are gray… It isn’t like before. Everyone is going to the races. Our life is fast. It’s full of empty spaces. Solemn faces. Where is the trust we had? Aren’t you my brother? Why do you pray with me One day… And then, prey on me on […]
Poetry Corner: “On Losing Freedom” by Bud Light
In 1976 (our bicentennial year, 40 years ago) I was commissioned to write a poem in honor of that occasion. The title had to be about FREEDOM. I immediately set out to visit an older man who lived in our neighborhood (he was 75 then) to talk to him about the fact that he had […]
Poetry Corner: “Two Views in Time” by Bud Light
As the clock reaches round On the mind, fog is wound Increasingly, the pressures pound Neither concepts nor solutions found. As my time slips into night Against the clock, with all my might An unfair match in any right, alas The winner’s known before the fight. I found myself a quiet place And talked with […]
Bud Light: On Losing Freedom (In Honor of America’s Bicentennial)
A Poem By Bud Light (Editor’s note: Light wrote this poem in 1976 to commemorate America’s Bicentennial.) Freedom can be an elusive things; These days it takes on a hollow ring. Ask my fried, Jacob. He’s 75. He’s just glad, he says, to be alive. Ask HIM about freedom. He ought to know. He survived […]
Bud Light: Silent Running
A poem by Bud Light In the beginning When the now rushing river Curling over moss-robed stones Was a trickling stream among rocks, Then brown and barren …. There was no majesty. No great, green cliffs, encrusted And crowned with the jewels of existence and age. Just a stream and rocks. Unaware that time […]
Bud Light: Building Bridges
(A poem by Bud Light) An old man passing a long highway Came at the evening, cold and gray To a cataract, vast and deep and wide. The old man crossed in the twilight dim; The sullen stream held no fears for him… But he paused when safe on the other side, To build a […]