Category: Commentary
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Who Indeed?
From my first haiku collection … oh, so long ago… Who Indeed? Who in hell can keepTheir minds off things forbidden?Feet crunch detritus. –LE
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Mild Spring Evenings Along The Ohio River
Along Southern Ohio, Northern Kentucky, and West Virginia Another from my Spring Haiku Collection Mild spring evening,Peepers raising a ruckus —All seeking moonshine. –LE
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Heplessly Hoping
Helplessly Hopingby Stephen Stills Helplessly hoping her harlequin hovers nearbyAwaiting a wordGasping at glimpses of gentle true spiritHe runs, wishing he could flyOnly to trip at the sound of goodbye Wordlessly watching, he waits by the window and wondersAt the empty place insideHeartlessly helping himself to her bad dreams, he worriesDid he hear a goodbyeOr…
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Gaia Cries
Gaia Cries Sultry afternoon in SpringTucson-dreamingMeditating Waiting for long-delayedAbsent rains to nourishThe parched land The dry riverbedLanguishing in dustMouth open wide EmptyCrackedDenied As Gaia cries –LE – 3/5/25
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Morning Meditations
Meditating sitting meditatingmorning dovesoutside my windowhoo-hoo-hoooohoo-hoo-hoooowho-who-whooooo sitting meditatingtraffic cacophonya few streets awaybackground staticthrough wind chimesimminent rain signs bathe sunbaked groundswildflowers bloombeside cactus spineshillside climbs can stillhear the chimes resonatingsitting meditating –LE
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Emerald Green …
Anoter from my Spring Haiku Collection Emerald green grass,Few leaves have come to the trees —Earthworms dance for rain. –LE
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Helloo o — Sol?
An old one from my Spring Haiku Collection Golden willows waveAmidst dark and leafless spines —Summons the sunshine. –LE
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Gunk
Gunk latelyit seems like I’malways rubbing my eyesalways itching and tearywiping away tearsor dustor the mixdustytear-stuffguck –LE – 2/13/25 I know … disgusting! Everyone says so…; -)~
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Comin’ Round The Bend
Comin’ Round The Bendby Ruth Moody I’m comin’ round the bendI’m almost at the endThis old heart she is a-healingThis old heart she’s gonna mendSpent too many nights a-cryingCalling out for you my friendI’m comin’ out of darknessI’m comin’ round the bend I’m almost in the clearI feel the dawn is nearAnd you won’t find…
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Memoir Memory – Crumbs – Revisited
This was written in the aftermath of a 20-year relationship ending, sadly. Crumbs In the silence of alonenessWatching me perform – dance and bowAnd feign a smile – thatHides the hole where purpose dwelt. In hidden depths I writheWith vestiges of love-passion memories, That solidify, shrink, and crack –Shattering me to crumbs onThe kitchen floor…
CynOp 