Category: Commentary
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Vaguely Remembered Dream
Vaguely Remembered Dream Wandering unfamiliar hallways and landscapesSeems like I should know them, but I don’t. Landmarks seem familiar, yet not.Can’t quite place them, lost in thought. I reach for a rusty doorknob, but the door’s not there,As I climb aged and broken stairs to … Wait, now they’re tumbled down stone stepsIn ancient ruins…
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A Winter Morning Ride
If you’re looking for a pretty posey here, look away; this one takes a dark turn… A Winter Morning Ride sky above looks like some artistdabbed a mop-brush in a trayof china-white and the tip in paynes graythen randomly slapped it acrossthe cerulean void dappled sunshine through winter-baredtree trunks barcodes the path north but the…
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UA Haiku Contest Submissions
Thinking about entering the University or Arizona Haiku contest. These are my probable submissions. Unfortunately, I’m only allowed to submit three… UA Haiku Contest Submissions gravel rocks and sandprimaries for zen gardensraked to ease the mind no winter rains camesince early Novembertinder and fire Arizona dreamsSonoran desert florabursting at the seams bright blue winter skyhigh…
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Wisful Dreams Of My Childhood Home
Wistful Dreams Of My Childhood Home the neon glowof redbuds along the roadat half-past sunset late spring peepers’ songas snowdrops and crocusespushed their heads upthrough the season’sfinal snows the first lions of springpushing up in sidewalk crackswild mustard turningempty fields yellow forsythia, crabapple andbradford pear treesbrite white and pinkincandescent dogwoodsbrightening householders’landscaped facades late spring beauty…
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Milky Skies, See What We See
Milky Skies, See What We See milky skies forour mid-day ridemisty-blue mountaintopssilhouettes in the south northern mountainsnot so misty, by halfand to our leftthe dragon’s teeth glintof the Tucson range a roadrunner streaksacross our pathexits stage rightrunning in circles as we passas if caught in our slipstreamha! a cyclist’s dream human coyotes on electric bikesare…
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Man Of Constant Sorrow
Man Of Constant Sorrow I am a man of constant sorrowI’ve seen trouble all my daysI bid farewell to old KentuckyThe place where I was borned and raised(The place where he was borned and raised) For six long years I’ve been in troubleNo pleasure here on earth I findFor in this world I’m bound to…
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Another Memoir Memory – The Black Knight – 1968
The Black Knight It was a crisp, early fall, late evening; and the very airseemed alive, crackling with energy, shimmering in thestreet-lights’ dim glow, where the colors of trees, bushes,and parked cars were rich and deep on the desertedstreet, with golden highlights on everything… I waswitnessing Shiva’s Dance. Then it rumbled in the distance, like…
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The New Dark Ages
The New Dark Ages from the declineof the Roman Empireto the Renaissanceover a thousand years clerics and kingsdestroyed most of theancient wisdoms andsciences with burnings books and witcheswith blood-letting‘medical’ and warringconquering and conjuring religious incantationsrule by ‘divine right’butchers blessed byclerics’ sanctions it’s happening againfor the last half-centurytill who knows whenbook bannings and burnings another world…
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Easily Fatigued In My Dotage
Easily Fatigued In My Dotage Facetiously asked if I fatigue easily in my ‘dotage’, I replied, ‘you have no idea [just how easily]’. The fact is that I’m fatigued by almost everything in the current zeitgeist. It’s extremely tiring, enduring the authoritarian entrenchment of the world’s socio-psychopaths, the world’s ruling classes, and their exploitation of…
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Pensive
Pensive pensive positive perhaps memories warm and cold melancholy unresolved be happy so the song resolves left with myself alone and pensive –LE – 1/23/25
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