Category: Art
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Deep Within
Within yourselfis a stillness and a sanctuaryto which you can retreat at any timeand be yourself. — Hermann Hesse
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It’s OK To Unplug … From Time-To-Time
In the larger scheme of things… Don’t Pick Up That Phone rather pick-up sticksor hexagram wandsor telegramsinstructions for hallucinationsdelusions of grandeurconjure objects of desireor the lack thereof, whereofwhile writing trivial essaysabout wealth and gainat the expenseof the sane and insanedepending on my contradictory points of viewrather than so naturala born leader’s perspectivesdon’t pick up that phoneif…
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If Only – The Losers’ Lament
Yes, the IS sarcasm, but an all too common human trait. If Only – The Losers’ Lament if only I was handsome/pretty born a financial genius or just with loads of money I’d be happy, healthy, contented instead of frustrated and demented circumvented fate is stacked against me it should be plain for all…
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The Box, Pandora’s to be Exact…
Pandora’s Box Pandora’s boxOnly filled withBagels and loxSwimming inChaos dustBut the boxHas no lockWhat the… While back at itsSprawling cageThe parakeet chirpsAnd the dog barksWith no reasonNor rhyme…Chirp bark chirp barkChirp chirp bark barkOnly ceases inPandora’s chaos dark Boycott ImmoralityOh! such banalityOn whose moralsDoes the boycott hingeYou, me, perhaps LokiWhims of Norse or GreekDon’t worry,…
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Gemini, the Twins’ Mind
Split personality … perhaps bipolar?… Gemini Mind Gemini mindsplit in twoknow theuniverse is finebut need tofix it still politics warswith sanityenlightenedrealizationsconfrontthe hubris ofcontemplations fight the goodfight tilldying daya gnat’sheartfeltrage in a universeso vastwith extinctionsso fast asour present endstoo soon returnto the sourcebut relief ofoblivion –LE – 2/6/23
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A Tribute To The Summer Solstice
To the ‘lazy, hazy, crazy days (and nights) of summer…’ When the Sun Goes Down when the sun goes downtime to loose the soundlet the music rollfrom windows and stagesall over town dance in moonlit courtyardssylvan groves and barsbodies sway in synccommuning deep inLuna’s silvery sight rhythmic enchantmentenfold us till allpassions are spentand sunrise dazzlesour…
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HATS
(Good guys wear black… I mean white…I mean black… I mean…) How many hats can anyone wear?Then again, who really cares?But if you’re one of the caring few,Consider the consequence of those we choose. No matter what your current hatIt’s worn in shades of white through black.Most are worn in these shades of gray.It’s no…
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Sand Painting – Memoir Memory
Sand Painting Colored sand seeps inSanding me through open mindMandela gazing –LE Back in the late ‘90s, we went to the Cleveland Museum of Art to see a demonstration of Tibetan Sand Painting. Buddhist monks sat on the floor of the gallery making intricate mandalas on the floor before them with colored sand, placing each…
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Haiku For A Day In Early June
Sparrows’ songs sunshine,vapor trails across deep blue –dried-out worm… Sol’s prey? The sun’s dream, burningmy shadow on gray concrete –goat-head thorns abound. –LE – 6/9/24
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You, Darkness
You, Darknessby Ranier Maria Rilke – a Bohemian-Austrian poet You, darkness, that I come fromI love you more than all the firesthat fence in the world,for the fire makes a circle of light for everyoneand then no one outside learns of you. But the darkness pulls in everything-shapes and fires, animals and myself,how easily it…
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