Those six blind men with the single want; 
Who wanted to "see" an Elephant 
Were lead by their guiders up to see. 
Each a different part so they couldn't agree: 
Did on one thing; those sightless six: 
At least all knew He did exist! 
 
Pity us more blind man seven; 
Who also longed for a sense of Heaven; 
He wanted to "see" that Elephant too; 
And managed to grope his way to the zoo: 
But he had no friend to guide his hands 
And so tall the Elephant stands; 
Alas he passed right under It 
Without sensing that Being one bit! 
 
So with bitterness he fought the six! 
"I touched nothing that did exist! 
It's only a phantom beast you want 
There's no such thing as an Elephant

EASTER ISLAND

Wind swept land of rolling hills 
Rocky, barren, without frills: 
But oh my isle I love thee so 
and the roaring sea side below. 
 
Statues of an ancient race 
stand as guardians in their place 
And in the twilight seem to be 
Much more alive than modern me. 

The timeless chants of natives sound, 
Spooky ‘gainst the hallowed ground 
And weave a spell of ancientness 
Of wilder times the isle possessed; 

Of boats of balsa wove with reeds 
And coconuts and wild gourd seeds 
Of hunts for sharks just past the shore 
For crab, for pike, and so much more! 
 
The stars are out. The time is late. 
No more call sea birds to mate. 
I pause only moments more 
To listen to that old  sea roar; 
 
And long shall I remember this 
and of this isle I only wish 
That time had not been mean to thee 
And you'd been changeless as the sea. 

DEFEATED BY ANCIENT MAN  
 

The CAVE was black in the endless gloom 
A place beyond all light! 
Deep and dark as the Middle Earths 
Ten times much more than night! 

The stalactites hung like gleaming teeth 
Of a monster long extinct; 
The water dropped with a silvery tone 
Of an echoing long deep plink. 

The walls where my flashlight shone on them 
Were the hues of paradise 
I dropped a rock far over the edge 
And it bounded once, then twice. 

It stretched out far to infinity 
Like the throat of a monstrous whale! 
And when I called it echoed far 
With the sound of a ghostly wail! 
 
I was glad I knew my way out from 
This CAVE like the UNDERWORLD 
Else I step wrong on the slippery rocks 
And to far depths be hurled! 

And the bones of bear and wolf and cat 
Testified right well 
To the fact that others hadn't known; 
And to their deaths they fell. 

I

 thought I was the only one 
To know of this retreat. 
With no other signs of Man about 
The Silence hugged me sweet! 

But then I turned a corner sharp 
And there in the ghostly light; 
Painted so real I first thought they were 
So they gave me quite a fright! 

Were mammoths big with their ivory tusks 
Gleaming in the light 
Running forever across the walls 
Of a long and endless night! 

And Bisons real as the orbiting moon 
As from snarling Dogs they ran 
But they weren't going fast to safety soon 
For their makers had been Man! 

How thrilled I was to find them there! 
Yet I almost uttered a curse: 
It seems there's no place left on Earth 
That you can discover, first!  
 

TWO LONELY ALIENS

Mork may be the flip 
Side of Spock, but they are both 
Playing the same tune.  
 

MINDY'S POEM  

Be comforted my Restless One; 
My Cain from beyond the silver Moon! 
My great Star Prince, my frightened Child! 
Our land gives Peace, you'll feel it soon. 
 
For there are Wild  Flowers on the hills 
And the Mountains THUNDER at the Dawn! 
And the Thrush sings lovingly Be still! 
As it soars to greet the Rising Morn! 
 
As sure as God there will come a time 
When Machines and Space seem far away 
Your hand in mine; our Future One 
We'll run together up the rosy hills to play! 

ZENOBIA  
 

A True Story 
 
Zenobia was a Princess 
Daughter of a Sheik! 
Wild as the shifting sands 
And strong as she was sleek! 
 
Zenobia was a rider 
Such again there's never been 
She'd ride her racing white camel 
Faster than the wind! 
 
When she was grown she married a Prince 
A Bedouin she was then 
By his side she flashed her sword; 
They'd share the lands they'd win. 
 
Soon the silver Moon looked down on Joy 
And loud Arabian song: 
For their riches grew as their Kingdom grew 
So proud! So tall! So strong! 
 
They had a city like a dream; 
A fortress like a home 
With rugs and spices, and things so rare 
It reached the ears of Rome! 
 
Only Rome could have those things! 
Only Caesar such a trove! 
So he sent a thundering troop 
Against Zenobia they strove!
 
The first attack was small and young 
And easy to repel: 
Her sword flashed cold, her camel charged; 
A thousand bodies fell. 
 
A thousand men stained red those sands 
In but a single night; 
For the troops of Zenobia were fierce and strong 
And the Bedouins won that fight! 
 
So mad Caesar tried again! 
TEN THOUSAND TROOPS WERE SENT! 
Across the shimmering BURNING sands! 
Soon Zenobia's power was rent! 
 
Soon all the riches of a Sheik! 
All the riches fair! 
All the curtains! All the gold! 
All the incense in the air! 
 
All was fallen! Fallen! FALLEN! 
To the dust and to the sands! 
What was once the richest city 
Now was only barren lands! 
 
Oh Rome was POWER and Rome was GREED 
They'd never allow defeat! 
Soon only Zenobia remained uncaught 
To make their take complete. 
 
Zenobia upon her camel raced 
Away across the sands 
Five days and nights without stopping 
Over the HOWLING empty lands! 
 
With the gleaming Nile in sight 
And a boat upon the banks; 
She spurred her heaving camel on 
With blows across its flanks! 
 
It seemed at last though tired she was 
That she would win the chase; 
But the owner of the boat was slow... 
So the Romans won the race! 
 
The Ghost of Zenobia now rides 
Over the wild and windy sands! 
Over the fallen temple tombs! 
Over the sad and sobbing lands! 
 
THUNDERING across those shimmering ruins 
Those ruins that were her home! 
Calling calling for an army! 
CALLING FOR AN ARMY! 
To fight against proud Rome!