Category: Photography
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Achievement vs Antisipation
Anticipation and Achievement Let’s be honest. The highs of anticipation and expectation are the best anyone will get out of life, not to mention death. No experience, event, action, or consequence ever lives up to its expectation, especially on the positive side, not work or love, nor physical, mental, or spiritual pleasures of any kind.…
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Think For Yourself?
Think For Yourself Isn’t it ironic that we’re so often told to think, think, think for ourselves by the same institutions, political and social leaders (our gatekeepers), while at the same time they bombard us with ‘suggestions’ on what and how to think (their vested interests propagandas)? How’s a ‘thinking person’ (all of us, who…
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For Poor Old Che-Che
For Poor Old Che-Che yes, everybody’s watching younobody trusts you anymorea little diarrhea on the floorand years of trust are gone what’s a poor dog to dowhen the poo comes outin streams with no rhymenor reason… it seems meds and diets don’t workjust an unfortunate quirkturns ‘man’s best friend’into a questionable jerk so it seems…
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The Box, Pandora’s to be Exact…
Pandora’s Box Pandora’s boxOnly filled withBagels and loxSwimming inChaos dustBut the boxHas no lockWhat the… While back at itsSprawling cageThe parakeet chirpsAnd the dog barksWith no reasonNor rhyme…Chirp bark chirp barkChirp chirp bark barkOnly ceases inPandora’s chaos dark Boycott ImmoralityOh! such banalityOn whose moralsDoes the boycott hingeYou, me, perhaps LokiWhims of Norse or GreekDon’t worry,…
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A Father’s Day Memory
This is a tribute to my father, who died the next year from a heart attack, which was a complication of Parkinson’s… Father’s Day Sitting at the kitchen table (Dad’s desk),I flick the lighter and linger under each of our cigars. After the lighting puffs, a couple of long drags,Rolling the heavy smoke, savoring its…
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More Haiku For A Day In Early June
A crow is calling,thrice, rest, thrice, rest, again thrice –rose-glass filtered sun. Jacob’s ladder climbs the sky,cloud-filtered sunshine –startled crows take flight. –LE
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Michael Hedges Concert – A Memoir Memory
We were sitting in the left balcony, third section from the stage, front row… They were great seats! We were lucky, it was a sold out concert. Micheal Hedges Concert When Ian was in high school, 10th or 11th grade, we went to a concert at Finney Chapel at Oberlin college in Oberlin, Ohio, featuring…
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Memoir – Some Final Thoughts
Some Final Thoughts This is the first in a series of final thoughts as I close-out my memoir. There could be more, but this is probably the most important, and may well be the end, finis… Existence – Why – What IS the Point? IS there a point? You may not want to read this.…
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The Path Was Alive
The Path Was Alive the path was alivethis morningshimmerin’, slitherin’wavin’ to and fro OH! plethoras of skinksand prairie dogsplus the occasionaljackrabbit and roadrunnerdartin’ across the pathfrom the shadowsto the riverbankand away there were alsothe mandatory fence-sittin’pigeons and crowsout for the mornin’show –LE – 5/31/24
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Bird of Prey
Bird of Prey sitting in a dead oldbuzzards’s tree, preeningchecking-out the pathnorth and south, thenstaring keenly into the wash I’m not sure what it wassomeone said buzzardlooked more like a largehawk to me, buttoo far to clearly see four times the sizeof the strutting pigeonsI’ve seen in the parksand sitting the power-lines along city streets…
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