Best Poems From
(13 November 1991)
The Square Root of Three by David Feinberg
Im sure that I will always be
A lonely number like root three
The three is all thats good and right,
Why must my three keep out of sight
Beneath the vicious square root sign,
I wish instead I were a nine
For nine could thwart this evil trick,
with just some quick arithmetic
I know Ill never see the sun, as 1.7321
Such is my reality, a sad irrationality
When hark! What is this I see,
Another square root of a three
As quietly co-waltzing by,
Together now we multiply
To form a number we prefer,
Rejoicing as an integer
We break free from our mortal bonds
With the wave of magic wands
Our square root signs become unglued
Your love for me has been renewed
Oh, the places you'll go!
Today is your day,
You're off to Great Places!
You're off and away!
You have brains in your head.
You have feet in your shoes.
You can steer yourself
any direction you choose.
You're on your own. And you know what you know.
And YOU are the guy who'll decide where to go.
You'll look up and down streets. Look 'em over with care.
About some you will say, 'I don't choose to go there.'
With your head full of brains, and your shoes full of feet,
you're too smart to go down any not-so-good street.
And you may not find any
you'll want to go down.
In that case, of course,
you'll head straight out of town.
It's opener there
in the wide open air.
Out there things can happen
and frequently do
to people as brainy
and footsy as you.
And when things start to happen,
don't worry. Don't stew.
Just go right along.
You'll start happening too.
THE PLACES YOU'LL GO!
You'll be on your way up!
You'll be seeing great sites!
You'll join the high fliers!
who soar to high heights.
You won't lag behind, because you'll have the speed.
You'll pass the whole gang and you'll soon take the lead.
Wherever you fly, you'll be best of the best.
Wherever you go, you will top all the rest.
Except when you don't.
Because, sometimes, you won't.
I'm sorry to says so
but, sadly, it's true
can happen to you
You can get all hung up
in a prickle-ly perch.
And your gang will fly on.
You'll be left in a Lurch.
You'll come down from the Lunch
wuth an unpleasant bump.
And the chances are, then,
that you'll be in a Slump.
And when you're in a Slump,
you're not in for much fun.
is not easily done.
You will come to a place where the streets are not marked.
Some windows are lighted. But mostly they're dark.
A place that could sprain both elbow and chin!
Do you dare to stay out? Do you dare to go in?
How much can you lose? How much can you win?
And IF you should go in, should you turn left or right...
or right-and-three-quaters? Or maybe not quite?
Or go around and back and sneak from behind?
Simple it's not, I'm afraid you will find,
for a mind-maker-upper to make up his mind.
You can get so confused
that you'll start in to race
down long and wiggled roads at a break-necking pace
and grind on for miles across weirdish wild space,
headed, I fear, toward a most usless place
The Waiting Place...
...for people just waiting.
Waiting for a train to go
or a bus to come, or a plane to go
or the mail to come, or the rain to go
or the phone to ring, or the snow to snow
or waiting around for a Yes or a No
or waiting for their hair to grow.
Everyone is just waiting.
Waiting for the fish to bite
or waiting for wind to fly a kite
or waiting around for Friday night
or waiting, perhaps, for their uncle Jake
or a pot to boil, or a Better Break
or a string of pearls, or a pair of pants
or a wig with curls, or Another Chance.
Everyone is just waiting.
That's not for you!
Somehow you'll escape
all that waiting and staying.
You'll find the bright places
where boom bands are playing.
Oh, the places you'll go! There is fun to be done!
There are points to be scored. There are games to be won.
And the magical things you can do with that ball
will make you the winning-est winner of all.
Fame! You'll be famous as famous can be,
with the whole wide world watching you win on TV.
Except when they don't.
Because, sometimes, they won't.
I'm afraid that some times
you'll play lonely games too.
Games you can't win
'cause you'll play against you.
Whether you like it or not.
Alone will be something
you'll be quite a lot.
And when you're alone, theres a very good chance
you'll meet things that scare you right out of your pants.
There are some, down the road between hither and yon,
that can scare you so much you won't want to go on.
But on you will go
though the whether be foul.
On you will go
though your enemies prowl.
On you will go
though the Hakken-Kraks howl.
Onward up many
a frightening creek,
though you arms may get sore
and your sneakers may leak.
On and on you will hike.
And I know you'll hike far
and face up to your problems
whatever they are.
You'll get mixed up of course,
as you already know.
You'll get mixed up
with many stray birds as you go.
So be sure when you step.
Step with care and great tact
and remember that Life's
a Great Balancing Act.
Just never forget to be dexterous and deft.
And never mix up your right foot with you left.
And will you succeed?
Yes! You will indeed!
(98 and 3/4 percent garanteed!)
KID YOU'LL MOVE MOUNTAINS!
be your name Buxbaum or Bixby or Bray
or Mordecai Ali Van Alenn O'Shea
you're off to Great Places!
Today is your day!
Your mountain is waiting.
So... get on your way!
An Awesome book
There are places in the world where people do not dream...
of rocket-powered unicorns
and candy cane machines
of magic watermelon boats
and musical baboons
or teeny tiny trumpet players
training pet racoons.
Yes there are places in the world where people dream up dreams
so simply un-fantastical and practical they seem...
to lose all possibility of thinking super things
of dancing wild animals
with diamond-coated wings.
Instead they dream of furniture
of buying a new hat
of owning matching silverware.
Could you imagine that?
Instead they lay awake at night wishing for a car
not one that runs on jellybeans...
but one that's reg-u-lar.
They dream of breakfast sandwiches.
They dream of telephones.
Sometimes they even dream of dreams that aren't even their own.
Yes there are places in the world where dreams are almost dead.
So please my child do keep in mind before you go to bed...
to dream a dream as big as big could ever dream to be
then dream a dream ten times as big
as that one dream you see.
Then once you've got that dream in mind please dream a million more
and not a million quiet dreams a million dreams that ROAR
a million dreams so loud they scream
so loud they sing and shout!
so super huge they say 'Hey world! Guess what I'm dreamin' bout'
'I'm dreaming about everything that no one thought to wonder
dreams so big that they've got dreams and they've got dreams up under! '
Please dream for those who've given up
for those who've never tried
please use your dreams to make new dreams
for all the dreams that died
cause you're the one whose dreams can be
whatever dreams you want
whose dreams can change the way things are
and the way that things are not
and if they say that all your dreams are too big to come true
you tell them that I told you...
'That's what dreams are meant to do! '
They're meant to make you seem as if you don't know up from down
because dreams are dreams and that's why dreams are worth having around!
So when you think your dreaming's done
just remember what I said
'Close your eyes my child and dream that perfect dream inside your head'
My Last Poem
My last poem
A sunny day
a smile on an innocent child
an honest talk
a cup of icecream with chocalate sauce
my last poem
a new born child
a horse galliping through the wild
a grass blade
a cup of lemonade
My last poem
a lovers touch
an act of charity
a mother with her new born
My last poem
a spring day
your favorite song on replay
an old friend
a new friend
My last poem will never end