Synchronicy - there is more to life...poem by Paul Howlett

Synchronicity

By Paul Howlett

Synchronicity, a word coined by C G Jung

Making us think, whatever the world might think

That there is more to life, than the trouble and strife

Of everyday existence, that science calls reality

What a joke on science when they find that God is around

The corner, we have an infinite space, with infinite suns

And planets of course, and we look and look and say we

Are the only intelligent life form about, hmmmmmmmmmmmmm

People used to say that we were the center of the universe

Now a historical laughing stock, of science and Popes

Being such a dopes, without the nouse to say ...Hey

Copernicus was right; he has such insight, to work it out

Without the use of telescopes and such

He thunked it all out with a pen and mathematics

Which brings us back to today, and in just the same way

We are the blind skeptics to say, we are the only ones

And forgetting that God is always about, just look

Give a shout, and find the right way for you, everyday.

Hey, Hey Hey we all look the wrong way, look in the book

Look in the sky, look to the left and look to the right

See inward and out, look all about,

Then you will see... God is in thee and me.

Spooky Dawn - artwork in black and white

The night fades and the sunlight peeps over the horizon, the dark spooks of the night start to fade.  There is joy in seeing the sun, humankind is happy, but do spooks really need the dark to exist?

Yellow Skull - spooky artwork

Maybe it was getting close to Halloween.  Maybe I just wanted to paint a scary picture.

All in all I tried to paint a ‘haunting’ picture.  I like spook movies.  I like to fog through the trees, with the of suggestion of dark mystery.

Motobike Breakthru - a moving artwork

Motobike Breakthru by Paul Howlett

I hopefull gave this little artwork some 'movement' as I visiualised the machine just jumping out of the painting / sketch.

Shane's Car - night time artwork

Shane’s Car by Paul Howlett

My step son Shane took a photo of his car at 4 am.  There had been a light dusting of snow on the car, as it is the middle of a Wisconsin winter.  The season so far, for his area of Wisconsin has been very mild for this 2012 winter.  I sketched this little art work in oil pastels from his photo.

Brown Cow - a fun poem about cows!

Brown Cow

By Paul Howlett

Brown cow standing beside the road

Looking very regal, looking for grass

On top to the ridge standing on high

Making her kin folk feel kinda last

She was up there feeding and looking about

Making sure that no one took her out

Like it or not, she was on top

All of the others

The rest of the herd, were in the ditch

Feeding down low, thinking she’s a bitch

For finding the high ground

Finding the best

Finding the grass

That has tastes better

Than all of the the rest.

Note:  I wrote this poem after seeing a cow standing on high ground, with the rest of the cows about were down low in a ditch, as I drove from Rosewood to Ipswich, Queensland last year.

Little Brown Bag - a poem by Paul Howlett

Little Brown Bag

 By Paul Howlett

Little brown bag

Just what you hide

Is it rum is it rye

Lots of liquor

I am sure

But no one knows

Just for sure

It may be potent

It may be demure

It may even be

Some kind of cure

For the throat

For the body

Who will know

Lest I give it up

And  show!

I wrote this poem after a friend of mine had a 'incident' with a drunk in a public mall.  The drunk was drinking from a container stuffed into a brown bag. My friend remarked to me that a brown bag is a signal to the world that you are drinking intoxicants, and it really does not hide anything.  You would be better just to put your hand over the brand of your drink and that would be a lot less conspicuous!