Patrick R. Penland

Bellingham, Washington

As an information consultant, Patrick R. Penland has been involved with movements promoting universal knowledge production and utilization. His name appears in various biographical listings. He has served on the editorial boards of professional journals. Recognizing the age in which we live, one cannot help celebrating the blessed advances of electronic technology. Yet it would be foolhardy not to preserve one's own, and others' fully functioning behavioral freedom by helping to offset the era's humanistic liabilities.The creative endeavor of the author's dedication aims to present existential moments of truth in poetry and narrative episodes of proactive personality in various novels already published. Release from the bubble brained addiction of virtual reality, so prevalent in an internetted and mediated environment, can be obtained from any of his dramatic works.

Youth

a fig
for Freud
and his sprouting plants!

violence and sex
marked my generation
because it was not able
to be earlier than itself.

my youth
leaped upon ancestors
to create an ego-independence!

we do not wish
to live long on earth
one tarzan-scream worth
more than any civilization!

Epitaph

Here I lie
Who slept alone
For many years

Comes an angel loudly?
May he waken gently,
For I'm a lazy riser!

Daimonics

"Hey, Dad-dee!
You're wonderful!"

Only a child she was
as they romped along,
Not yet debauched by
male incestuous fantasy!

Could the juices capillary,
wine'n dine the proud flesh
teased by the girlish honey?

Would she wilt-- lured,
fluttering and sweating,
trophied by svengali tumescence?

Bug Off!

babel, babel
quick and able
take a clay
and bake a fable.

hustle, bustle
dried papyrus
take a note
and let me dawdle.

Molehill

Day is done, eyes close;
darkness falls, descending
over a cemetery of homes.

Flauting the eternal pitch
a grave light comes on,
kept repaired forever.

A gilded epitaph shimmers.
enshrined in perpetuity
by its impious trustor.

"My sight is gone;
but others will come
seeking illumination,
and new ager carnations."



All poems Copyright © 1997 Patrick R. Penland. All rights reserved.