Charles first introduced himself to "Seeker" with the submission of a short poem called "Neurotic Squiggles" (May 1998). When I later explored his website, Adaptive Leadership, I was intrigued by the fact that he is retired from a civilian career in the Army and now teaches holistic business leadership, plus writes poetry for the fun and the creativity of it. I would bet that not many people have heard or read business-oriented poetry other than the jingles that Madison Avenue comes up with to merchandise products.
Charles describes himself as "a poet taken by the everyday wonders and mysteries of life. He muses on origins, directions, and meanings of phenomena. He is fascinated by the things that press against the senses and the unseen forces underlying them-the "implicate order." His poetry is very diverse in subject and varied in style of expression. It includes children's poetry, nature poetry, science fiction, ancient cultures, haiku, love and romance, and business poetry. His work appears on many internet sites including: the Central California Poetry Journal, Poetry Magazine International, Maine Literature, Planet Magazine, 2River review, Starlite Café, Arcanum Café, Creative Studios, and Dawn's House of Poetry."
Enjoy his perspective.
Prophecies From the DawnOne-celled life from dawn of time,Huddled into blue-green slime, Springing head and wriggling tail, Classic features to prevail.
When upon its feeding through,
One-celled thinkers worldly wise-
Man arose from just such loam,
Living systems interlace, |
RealityAgain the autumn leaves discard their clothes;Each form of life assumes another pose, And I, at last, from reason cease to muse, Accepting of the force that no one knows.
Within this phantom university,
To then reveal the wonders all around,
Where magic shivers in some steady hand,
Again the autumn leaves discard their clothes; | |
Retarded?She said she felt ashamed,She was overly retarded; Her marriage was in jeopardy, And her husband's comments smarted.
A therapist had told her,
She had learned about such tests,
I said they were mistaken;
I reported that such tests
She requested illustrations,
She followed all my comments
She asked could someone love her
Things in great abundance,
She thanked me for the thoughts |
MindersAssume assembled, duly gowned,Brain researchers, world renowned, Might capture scientifically A single act of imagery, Extracted from a subject's dream, Projected on a movie screen.
Successful thought recovery
Through such measures dear they'd seek
They'd signal synchronize on REM,
Will cognitive capacities
Should they apply their vaunted might,
Nothing is as real as thought, | |
DÉJÀ VuBefore each road's traversed,In advance of every sight, I feel as self-assured, As a homing bird in flight.
Why do I have this sense,
Although their weary faces
I know how their reactions
It seems that I've returned, |
The Mis-BodiedMost reside comfortablywithin their bodies while some, like "Mono Kanaka," the man-shark, shark-man of Pacific island legends crave trans-species belonging.
What of the man who would be
Powerful forces play
Maybe there is a baseline | |
Hindu CoffeeI pour creaminto my morning coffee watching in a state of reverie as tiny nebulae form gently stirred rushing outwards from the center spiral arms splintering free to touch the edge implode like miniature storms turn inwards and re-form.
Can it be that great mysteries |