Category: Commentary
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Identity
Identity All human Identify isBased on storiesStories we tell ourselvesBased on the storiesHanded down to usSince the beginning ofHuman communication It’s how we establishOur reality These stories are basedOn the selective informationWe call ‘facts’Our vested interests in tact Since there are no such thingsAs ‘facts’Just perspectivesAgreed to byHumans in charge The ‘winners’So to speak But…
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The Last Morning Ride Of July 2025
The Last Morning Ride Of July 2025 Pristine summer morningSky-domeA few tiny cloud-wispsOver the eastern peaksSome dappled shadeFrom Mesquite andPalo verde as weStreak throughThe barriosLike the tortoiseIn that fabled race More debris inThe dry riverbedLeft by recededMonsoon floodwatersOr just maybeThe same ol’Litter bugs Crossed the new bridgeBetween Grant andEl CaminoThen headed homeSouth into a lightHeadwind…
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Another Brick In The Wall
Another Brick in the Wall (Part 2)by Roger Waters We don’t need no educationWe dont need no thought controlNo dark sarcasm in the classroomTeachers leave them kids aloneHey! Teachers! Leave them kids alone!All in all it’s just another brick in the wall.All in all you’re just another brick in the wall. We don’t need no…
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The ‘Other’ Realm Novels
The ‘Other’ Realm Novels Just finished a series about a powerful witch and her griffin-familiar; an enemies to lovers story. So far, there seems to be 4 series based in this realm telling the stories of several different friends, who become the heros and heroines of each series. Of the 3 that I’ve read, I…
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Last Tuesday Morning Ride Of July 2025
Last Tuesday Morning Ride Of July 2025 Bright pristine skyNo cloud-shadows toBreak up the glareJust the morningBar and QR codes fromSun through the trees Except for TumamocAnd A-mountainRinging mountainsLightly silhouetted inSummer sky-blueVeil of mists Aging Brittlebush bloomsSticking out helter-skelterLike common pins fromA pin cushion Or if more darkly imagined Like a plethora ofMisery-pinsProtruding from a…
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Letters Of Marque
Letters Of Marque That is ‘privateers’In other wordsPiratesSanctioned byGovernments toRaid and capture, orSink enemyCommercial entitiesShips, stores, and suchTheir frequent symbolThe Jolly RogerCrossed bones withA grinning skull atop Even though letters of marqueOfficially faded awayIn the mid nineteenth centuryModern ‘privateers’That is piratesStill ply their tradeBut they are now calledHedge fund managers I’m waiting for themTo use…
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Desert Home – Early Morning
Desert Home – Early Morning Ceiling-fan lazilySpinning round and roundWafts a gentle breezeWith little-to-no soundStick-fan in the cornerWhirring awayAir currents pulseAs it oscillatesTo and fro and finallyBack this way Opened the doorsAt sunriseBefore the morningTemperatures riseFor another day with theHouse buttoned upThe cooling AC way It’s to be anotherThree-digit dayThe Fahrenheit scale says “But it’s…
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Tui Shou
Tui Shou When practicing push handsI let my hand textures morphThrough soft and ‘sticky’ to limp toLetting my hand-blades spring outLike claws fromCat’s paws for theDecisive bloodless cut My center and bladesFlowing and dominatingThe swirling currentsOf my body’s space/timeEmbrace –LE – 7/21/25
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Late July Morning Ride
Late July Morning Ride Blindingly bright morning skyClear, but for a few wispsOver the northern peaks Pale yellow butterfliesFlit among the amarilloBrittlebush blossomsBlooming for the umpteenthTime this seasonTuesday’s monsoon watersPooled underThe Congress Street bridge A new bridge spans theBrush-clogged, homeless andTrash strewn drySanta Cruz riverbed While a lone hawkSurveys his riverbedHunting ground from aHigh bridge…
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Mr. Skin
Mr. Skinby Spirit from their album ‘Twelve Dreams Of Dr. Sardonicus I raise my head in a touchy situation(Mr. Skin you know where you’ve been)Yes, I make my bed in the heart of the nation(Mr. Skin you know where you’ve been) I know it’s a trait human loveTo make all the people hollerNa, na, naNa,…
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