Category: Commentary
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Drawing On The Bed
Drawing On The Bed drawing on the bedfor support face-planting unintentionallyunquestioningly too tired to move or evenremove my shoes why, why, whybrain is mush don’t want to thinkor even dream too much effortneed the void eternity … –LE – 2/22/25
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Revisiting My Sonoran Desert Elegy
Sonoran Desert Elegy cougars and bobcatsand coyotesoh myjavelinasprairie dogsand roadrunnersscurry by with jackrabbitsand skinksGila monsters andrattlesnakeswith insectsin infinitevariety desert denizensflying highfalcons and eaglesbuzzards andravens whileowls and bats claimthe night sky backdrop of mountainsand sandy parchedground where cacticreosote and mesquiteeucalyptus anddesert daisies linedry washes summer monsoonsand winter rains thatflood those parched plainsboth evaporate in thedesert heat…
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Dragon’s Fire Rumbling
Dragon’s Fire Rumbling self absorbedsocio-psychopaths poking the dragonwithout reserve plunderingpillaging – killing Gaia and herchildren too much conceit to understand the dragon’s eyeis open, watching waiting for thatfinal straw to unleash fiery‘justice’, revenge and despite their hubrisnone will be spared the dragon’s fire ofapocalyptic rage –LE – 2/22/25
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Late February Sunday
Another from my Spring Haiku Collection Sky melts on the roadThat ramps to the horizon —Highway mirages. –LE
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Saturday In Late February
From my Spring Haiku Collection Trav’ling painted tracks,Spring, late day suns flash my eyes —Auto pilots cry. –LE
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When A Man Loves A Woman
When a Man Loves a Womanby Andrew Wright and Calvin Lewisperformed by Home Free When a man loves a womanCan’t keep his mind on nothin’ elseHe’d trade the worldFor the good thing he’s found If she is bad, he can’t see itShe can do no wrongHe’d turn his back on his best friendIf he puts…
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Is This Too True Or Merely True Enough?
An oldy, but a goody… Some lable this (and me) cynical or pessimistic. Really? Have you looked around recently? How would you interpret our current ‘reality’? Too True ? Are we rain;are we sane–ishworking with ageless energy,planning to live forever,life full of regrets and sorrows,hoping for resurrection — or — at least reincarnation — or…
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An Early Spring
An Early Spring varied shades of grayclouds like waves-crestswith blue peeking through dappled cloud shadowsmoving across the Tucsonand Santa Catalina ranges intense and hazy sunshinegolden dropsdribbling through harbinger of an early springBrittlebush starting to bloomGreasewood’s strong perfume nomad tracks going to and froup and down the dryriverbed – modern gypsies? roadrunner starts to cross our…
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Bird Of Prey
Bird Of Prey falcon sitting warily in the drivewaypinning ruffling feathers and a wingin strong talons, to the gravel-wayscimitar beak slicing and dicing eyes me warily as I park the carmoves dinner out of my reachcontinues watching as I leave the sitereturns to dinner-prep in lieu of flight a quick gaze at me seemed to…
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Microwave Society
Microwave Society went to nuke a microwave dinnerinstructions said to peel back acorner of the plastic to vent steam as you peel back the plasticnotice that there’s nothingreally there a metaphor for our toxic livesnothing but hot, noxious gassesdemand a venting, an escape time to face the truth of ourexistential despair –LE – 2/9/25
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