Category: Photography
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Towner’s Woods Remembered
Towner’s Wood Remembered leaf-carpet strewn pathssoggy in low trail dipsdry and brittle where elevatedoak, brich, maple, sassafrasbeach, black walnut, andtree of heaven leaves intertwinedforming that carpet decayed, disintegrating bridgespans the stream-bed leading toTwin Lakes, visible through thetree trunks and from theindian mounds, worn trail tothe crests, offerings scatteredover the rocks old railroad water station andtrack-bed…
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Silence In Motion
Another one from last year… Silence in Motion an inky void sashaysthrough the sunrise longshadows on stealthy cat’s paws from beneath the grapefriuttree, across the porch to the fountain’sreservoir takes a long drinkthen some personal grooming asbright yellow eyes peer through thescreen door for any canine objections –LE
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Verbal Tomatoes
Verbal Tomatoes 🍅🍅🍅 Yes, I’ve chosen to sit back and enjoy the show, as George Carlin liked to phrase it. That doesn’t mean that I have to stay quiet or shut up about the villainy or rank stupidity that I see blatantly thrown in our faces on a daily basis. I am enjoying the show.…
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Always Preposterous
Ok, my last rant for this week.. Always Preposterous National and international news is often quite revealing in what it neglects. Just look at what is going on around us right now. From destroying our water resources and pumping so much garbage into our air that our climate is already changing (undoubtedly past the critical…
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Establishment Gatekeepers and the Long Con
Establishment Gatekeepers and the Long Con A post from a friend showed up on my FB feed a while back before I quit wasting so much of my time on FB. It was discouraging to read. It was a dismissal of anything but establishment news (the mainstream media), the very echo chamber (propaganda arm) of…
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The Elephant In The Room — Again
I brought this up a year ago and wrote several poems and screeds referencing it since then as well; time to consider it again… The Elephant in the Room Sometimes, I get so tired of thinking and writing about it; or perhaps disallutioned is a better word for it. Nothing seems to change significantly, even…
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The Spanish Dancer
The Spanish Dancer As on all its sides a kitchen-match darts whiteflickering tongues before it bursts into flame:with the audience around her, quickened, hot,her dance begins to flicker in the dark room. And all at once it is completely fire. One upward glance and she ignites her hairand, whirling faster and faster, fans her dressinto…
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Magician’s Quest
A little stream of consciousness… Magician’s Quest wish upon a star forthe din of wolves frolicking for lost mysteries and dragons with cold steel held captiveby even colder magic, tied tothe crimson mists of ravensong with the blazing backdrop of the unquenchable sunwith smoldering energy reigning for the wolves, for the thronesto hunt for the…
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Homage to Man
Made the mistake of listening to a few so-called news programs one morning and was compelled to respond… Homage to Man testosterone-soaked psychecognitive dissonance on a rampagecivilization swan-song based onme, me, me techno-innovator, mankilling each other more efficientlygenocide, ecocide, suicide forprofit and power, what a noble plan yes, cognitive dissonance runamuck in the testosterone-soakedpsyche of…
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Startled Coyote
Startled Coyote They can smell a human a mile awaySo they say We came upon him on our ride homeOn the Tucson Loop Soundless except for the hum of bike chainsAnd tires on pavement He rose from the shadows under a MesquiteApparently startled Mangy, thin, hungry looking, surveying usWarily as we approached Quickly veering toward…
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