Author: Elias Alias
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Amerika, Amerika
Let me run by you a brief list of items that are “the law” in Americatoday. As you read, consider what all these have in common. All of the above items are the law of the land. Federal law. What else dothey have in common? Well, when I ask this question to audiences, I usually…
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Too Much
Too much to make another mile, Extend a sturdy stride; Too much to make an honest smile! In loneliness I cried, As trembling, tired, beneath Time’s tree I paused to pass an hour To hearten up my weary knees And feel for Faith’s lost flower. Then from before me, veiled with gray, A fading, failing…
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Swallowing The Miracle
We swallow the miracle Of Life by Tonguing its transfiguration As might a cow life’s cud; We chew the garden with Seasoned preconception, Our marvelous molars Grinding the grit Of galaxies, undaunted.
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Haiku Ways
If, like pathways, our habits Lead through the foliage of Our ways to foreseeable ends, Then subtle and sure under The silent stars Those paths leave tracings Like fallen Autumn leaves or Dislodged pebbles whose Shallow prints remain ‘til rain, Or broken twigs of Metasignification which, Pointing to some human end, Implant in Time’s matters…
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Fireside Friends
Sitting lazy Before the fire We watch the yellow and blue flames, The green and orange flames Which are the tongues of tortured wood. The fire is a spitting and crackling voice That speaks proudly…
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Commitment
They volunteered, or answered their Country’s call. They had the Patriot’s trust. America, that great nexus of international freedom, had saved the world from Hitler. She had fought to win all her wars and in victory tempered justice with mercy, as befits a good nation in a conquering role. Thereupon, America, they stood for you…
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Cleaning Underwater Windows
The diver descends the aquarium’s liquid murk in a man-made sea walled round instead of shored. He fins his way to the view window where I stand, viewing fish. Neither eel, fish nor sting-tailed ray distract his eye or hand as he wipes away a film I had not seen for seeing through. Odd, that…
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As Pages Crest Dark Centuries
As pages crest dark Centuries To fall on favored ways, A kindness drops not lifeless, But lives on with endless days. Though black voids reign unchallenged yet And angry seas do roar The smile you sent in love is now Alive forever more. Its measure cannot waste way Though hid by sufferings It shall be…
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As Sands of The Desert
Sands of the desert are legion like days in the desert we live stinging who wander the region twixt suns and the births they give. Our empyrean fiery friend spins madness in the dance of dreams concealing starting point and end with endomorphic cosmic schemes. Our maker formed the world outside, but we the one…
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Almost
Almost, I almost feel, Is almost the word For that unwinnable war. Next year will be twenty Years – today almost two decades – Since I waded into that one With — Kipling would shudder – Canvass-topped boots, Almost the trooper that Almost a year there would Almost make of anyone lucky Enough to survive…
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The Church Flower
Tuesday brings no dutiful deacon Nor member of the fold; The church is ringed about outside With Autumn leaves and cold; A distant sun with teasing light Dances the windowsill With slender shadows ‘Neath the bend Of the flower time shall kill. Old widow Gray on Sunday last Offered the bloom in taste, Placing it…
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Lost Boyhood Days
My boyhood days – Oh golden suns! Oh endless maze Where brooklets run! A well-writ book Now done and bound, Though well I look Cannot be found. I fear it lost On dusty shelf Where last I tossed My better self; Outshined today Like memories Spilt on the way By Time’s soft breeze. So weary…
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Choosing April 2025
They were invisible entities whose efforts with me were labored and hard-won. They told me I had no choice but to choose. “You must choose and then return.” Form was not in question; sex, a secondary selection. I would be human again and named, like all the times before, yet new, like each time before.…
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Advice To A Falling Star
No matter Where you land, Keep current with their currencies. If they misname their efforts, Do not remind them. If they wage, and age, Help them question otherwise. Touch their nature in all modalities, All of their ways of being. And remember all the while: Shine, but not too…
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Sandy, Twelve And Freckled
For Heather ~ Sandy, twelve and freckled,beside her summer window lay in sheets and starshineone sparkling night in Utah.As children often will she watched for sleepwith wide soft eyeswhilea dream-sprite sat in a silvery shape(draw-kneed and elbow-hugged)with spirited chin supposing its still still faceand its bronze, bent back bookending the jamb whereher windowsill junctured the…
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Let Us Not Speak Of Reflections
Let us not speak of reflections Nor of passageways through time, Nor of redemption, lest our Imprisonment spring before us As an eastern sun And shred the soothing darkness Of the myriad cultural portraits With which we decorate our walls. How pleasantly our walls have come To bolster history’s blindness, The smiling fiery eyes of…
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An Hermetic Island
Part One The sea stretched out forever, A wet skin’s taut embrace of mystery Shielding with wave and foam The fragile fabrications of our dream. Above it, touching it all, The patient eye with golden rays Would penetrate that blue skin. But his arrows are refracted By angles of wave, Are unceremoniously committed To depths…
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DEAD TREE
A shout of wood to the high sky, the trunk erupts from rockmountain; limbs shoot upward and outward away from the trunklike arms wanting the heavens. Like the old trunk, they are pittedand cracked, brushed barkless, blown white by blue winds. His roots are driven into granite and dense darkness, immoveableand staunch. Their power to…
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Almost
Almost, I almost feel, Is almost the word For that unwinnable war. Next year will be twenty Years – today almost two decades – Since I waded into that one With — Kipling would shudder – Canvass-topped boots, Almost the trooper that Almost a year there would Almost make of anyone lucky Enough to survive…
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A Wet Humor
(Typing in June and July, 2021, from hand-written first sitting. Undated.) The term “primordial” evokes many reactions in the meta-mulch of ourhuman consciousness. It conjures in my own dazed and crazed mind anassortment of prehistoric situations. Take, for example, the concept of “primordial waters”. We can all assume that prehistoric primordial waters were full of…
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Hitch Hiking Viet Nam
Lee walked past a cluster of tin-topped hooches to officers’ country, where he traded a bag of warm fresh doughnuts for a quart bottle of scotch whiskey, which he carried openly to the chopper pads. He approached a couple of pilots and bribed his way aboard a Huey Slick bound for Da Nang. He sat on a…
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Identity
All I wanted to do was cash a check. I approached a lady who’s name plate said “Teller”. The name plate did not indicate whether she was married or single, so I decided to call her “Ms. Teller”. She was an outstanding product of the finest training conjurable by the modern banking industry, so she naturally had little extra…
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The Great Coronavirus Job Hunt Part Five
The Great Coronavirus Job Hunt Part Five by Elias Alias April 2020 Pleasant Flicker Rates On Computer Screens VIDEOS Let’s look at one of the best, and most current videos first. This jewel is by Miss Dana Ashlie, posted April 16 2020. What in the world is actually going on? Document reveals plans, step by…
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The Great Coronavirus Job Hunt Part Four
by Elias Alias, with a little help from my friends Editor’s Note: This Part Four in the series on The Great Coronavirus Job Hunt is under construction. Thank you for your understanding. Let’s create a video library. Let’s start with this one first – Medical Tyranny 2020 (Courtesy of InfoWars) 27,897 views by April 15…
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The Great Coronavirus Job Hunt Part Three
Patterns. Peak events. Pandemics. Propaganda. Mass-produced perceptions in the collective consciousness. The Hegelian Dialectic. Surveillance Society. Medical Martial Law. Electro-magnetic pollution. Chemicals sprayed in our air supply overhead. GMO foods. Explosions in Autism, Alzheimer’s Disease, Parkinson’s Disease, rapid aging syndrome, chronic fatigue syndrome, and Cancer. Federal involvement in the education of the children within the…
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The Great Coronavirus Job Hunt Part Two
The Great Coronavirus Job Hunt Part Two by Elias Alias Readers Regiment PART TWO Coincidence As noted in Part One, I eventually lost interest in working for the CDC’s “Quarantine” program. Too bad, I thought, because I really need a job and a government job would probably be the only job an old guy like…
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The Great Coronavirus Job Hunt Part 1
Personal Notions by Elias Alias PART ONE: I am a simple man happily living alone in the Rocky Mountain forests of northwest Montana where there is an abundance of un-used air. An old war veteran, I am toothless and wrinkled. I’ve an honorary lifetime membership in the Agent Orange Health Club, and am bent over a…
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Cicada Secret
School would be out in less than two weeks. Lee was already feeling the approaching freedom. He was certainly glad his dad had bought a house on the last street inside the city limits of Memphis. Just across his street was a boy’s paradise. River bottoms! He could spend the whole summer playing in the…
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Way of the Runner (Part 3)
The Rain Delay(Part three … Way of The Runner … ) At the next practice for the team the following week, all my team-mates gave me their sympathies. News of how Runo had beat me had traveled around the team and the school. I felt some consolation. Coach was pissed that I had let that…
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Way of the Runner (Part 2)
First Race(Part two … Way of The Runner… ) Fifteen minutes’ notice was given ’round. The athletic building began emptying and my team moved briskly with the river of boys filing outside. The day was clear and not so cold as one might expect for Thanksgiving. It was ideal for running. A sizeable crowd of…