Category: Ethics
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The Tucson Loop In Spring
The Tucson Loop In Spring the dazzling morning suntilts in 30 degreesoff the eastern horizonwith Aries as backdrop long shadows crossthe north/south pathand the cloudless brightblue sky goes on forever reclaimed water cutsa zigzag path downthe western edge of theotherwise dry Santa Cruz the surrounding mountainsseen through the brightgreen veils of newMesquite leaves a couple…
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Leave Sleeping Dogs Undisturbed
Old Che-Che Old dog nappingIn morning sunshine suits meJust fine –LE – 3/26/25
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Unchained Melody
Unchained Melodyby Alex North and Hy Zaret – Performed by Lucy Thomas Whoa, my love, my darlingI′ve hungered for your touchAlone, lonely timeAnd time goes by so slowlyAnd time can do so muchAre you still mine?I need your loveI need your loveGodspeed your love to me Lonely rivers flow to the sea, to the seaTo…
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Explosion Of Homelessness
Explosion Of Homelessness Since I arrived in TucsonThe number of homeless hasIncreased by at least five times Unless something is doneI expect the dry riverbed will becomeA homeless community end to end And then whatWhen the monsoons comeAs they surely will, sooner or later? Only one answerEat the rich and theirLickspittles governing us For their…
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Oleander Wraps
Oleander Wraps snow-white, pink, or violet blossomsadorn and weigh downlong swaying stemsdense with jade-green leaf-blades a beautiful wrapdraping the garden wallessence of deadly teas ever so prettyon a bright sunny day but not every pretty thingis safe to chew on so look and enjoy the sightbut please don’t ingest –LE – 3/19/25
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Third Day Of Spring?
Third Day of Spring? High temp forecast is 8390s for the rest of the week‘Spring’ in Tucson AZ High dappled cloud-sheersHazy sunshine washingMountains and ravines Landscape filled withBright yellows andEmerald-greens Beer-keg and whiskey-barrelSized GreasewoodsBows heavy with tiny Bright yellow blossoms and budsSalt and peppered lavishlyAcross them Once blowsy, BrittlebushSporting new blooms asVernal splendor explodes Road…
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Riffing On The Color Purple
This is more of a stream-of-consciousness endeavor, though I did edit it a bit upon completion. It’s from my time in a poetry group back in Ashland KY, some time in 2011 or ’12… Some of the references may elude those born at the end of the 20th century, into the present… Sorry ’bout that…; -)~…
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Her Scented Bed
From my first Haiku Collection – late 1990s Her Scented Bed In her scented bedPassion’s tides recede and rise —The fan moans softly –LE
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She’s No Lady
She’s No Ladyby Lyle Lovett She hates my mama, she hates my daddy tooShe loves to tell me, she hates the things I doShe loves to lie beside me almost every nightShe’s no lady, she’s my wife The preacher asked her and she said, “I do”The preacher asked me, and she said, “Yes, he does…
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Ah, Ranting Again…
Yes, you’ve heard it before, but it’s still relevant … yet again… Our Modern World One concentration of wealth, power, and freedomsin the hands of privileged classes,fear mongering, the old ploy,makes for easy control, brow-beat the masses. Two conform and obey, your patriotic duty,ignore any protests, though justified,condemn civil disobedience – all,science, an enemy, facts…
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