Category: Commentary
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Flying High
Flying High a hawk spirals up over theusually dry Santa Cruzwith its receding flood watersflowing down to the norththe legacy of this weeksmonsoons fanning its wings andgliding out over the freshlymoistened hunting groundsalert to any prey tempted toventure out to relieve the parchof another scorching day the morning sun glints offthe flowing watertwisting and turning…
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A Tucson Loop Concerto
A Tucson Loop Concerto 1 Allegro heat wafting off the paved bike pathand the dry riverbed running parallelrolling north with a nice tailwind codres of spandex-clad cyclists fly bymore competitors than companionsthe curse of our social conditioning always in a big hurry; to what endanything or one in their pathan intolerable inconvenience must get around…
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Love Universal
Love Universal compassion and empathyconsciousness, a waverippling through the multiverse while regenerating all aspects of beingknowledge, wisdom, and creative expressionin the eternal present … now openly experiencing it all … now –LE – 7/8/24
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Lady In Black
Lady In Blackby Uriah Heep She came to me one morning, one lonely Sunday morningHer long hair flowing in the mid-winter windI know not how she found me, for in darkness I was walkingAnd destruction lay around me, from a fight I could not win Ah, ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ahAh, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah She asked me, “Name…
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Sorcery Is Us
Sorcery Is Us we’re all would-be mageschoosing our words carefullyto achieve desired effectscreating spells and incantations sorcerers selecting words and phrasescarefully using poetic devicesrhyme, alliteration, and metaphorto conjure power and much more the very invention of languagesbut human sorceries, rendered incantationscreated societies and civilizationsgenocides and desertifications homo sapiens innate predatory natureexpressed in languages, lethal products…
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Typical Tucson July
Typical Tucson July early morning ride sawstraw colored buffel grasscovered hills and flatsthe desert floor resemblingyellow-tan tatami mats contrast the verdant greensof the bushes and treesthe aloe’s silver-blue greensthe dry, desert landscapea somber, mottled scene two roadrunners crossed my pathas did a couple of lizardsforegoing their pushups todayas three scorpions hightailed itright and left, out…
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Joe The Crow – Another Memoir Memory
Joe The Crow When I was a childWe bird-sat a crow named JoeHis real name unknownExcept to other crows Uncle Bob left him with usFor a couple of yearsWhile he was deployed to JapanThough mom wasn’t a fan Joe could imitate her dog-callBy name and whistleCrows can imitate soundsAnd words, make you bristle Before Joe,…
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Dog-walking Archer Lake
Dog-walking Archer Lake Tucson heron stands sentinel like a statueon a half submerged rock in the shallowsclose to the shoreline while grackles forage those same shallowsand hang out in nearby trees withraucous cries and tomfoolery while a few ducks waddle the deserted beachand glide through the water nearbyready for a handout by any passersby Archer…
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Ravens v Crows
Ravens v Crows Circling high above the dry washThe inherent unkindness and treacheryIn the ravens’ conspiracyRegarding the murder of crowsScavenging the nooks and crannies belowA conspiracy, both treacherousAnd unkind… –LE – 7/3/26
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Killing Us Slower Than Guns
Artists of the time were warning us of the toxic wasteland we were creating even back when Motown and pysodelic music were the rage, when Disco was beginning its rise. This song aired in 1970. Slower Than Gunsby Iron Butterfly Can you feel the manmade mistAs it starts to twist your lungs?Slower than guns Breathe…
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