Category: Poetry
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Final Ride For August 2025
Final Ride For August 2025 Morning in the dog daysOf summerWhite brush strokeFeathered cloudsMarble the summertimeBlue overhead Southern mountainsHidden in theMorning mistsNo breezesThis morningThe dusty-dryPersists Only a fewFauna outAnd aboutA Prairie dog pupA couple ofRoadrunnersDancing aboutA bird of preySwooped lowBefore us andVanished intoThe riverbed A short one todayHome beforeSol could crackMy already wellDone skin Tomorrow,…
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Light Desert Rain
Light Desert Rain the light dimsflashes in the westthunder rollsbreezes freshenpitterpattersin the dustblows overin a gust –LE – 8/25/25 PS: This has been the driest monsoon season on record so far… only a month to go ’till its end…; -/
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Last Thurday In August – Tucson Loop
Last Thursday In August – Tucson Loop Rode out under aMarbled skyAnd no breezesBlowing byOnly that createdBy myPumping feet and thighs Mountains east and westSeated in vailing mistWhile in the westThe Three SistersPeaks over theTucson basin’sBeautiful desert viewsAnd barrio sprawlsBackdrop to August’sLast Thursday morningLoop ride –LE – 8/28/25
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When The Children Cry
When The Children Cryby White Lion Little childDry your crying eyesHow can I explainThe fear you feel inside? ‘Cause you were bornInto this evil worldWhere man is killing manAnd no one knows just whyWhat have we become?Just look what we have doneAll that we destroyedYou must build again When the children cryLet them know we…
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Carried Weapons vs Living Weapons
Carried Weapons vs Living Weapons People claim they feel safeCarrying knives or gunsThey’ve practiced longFor ease and accuracy But sometimesLeave them at homeDon’t carry themAround the houseMuch Then when out and aboutA practiced ne’er-do-wellOut of the blueSnatches your belovedPistol or knifeAnd uses it on you There’s always someone out thereBetter than youYou just hopeThey’re not…
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Tucson Loop – Last Tuesday In August
Tucson Loop – Last Tuesday In August The air was heavy and warmThe sky went throughThree distinct changesFrom the beginningTo the end First, it was a lowGray ceilingRandom drops ofSky-spittle hittingMy bare skin Not many ridersThis late in the morningI expected moreSaw a fewRoadrunners outDoing their chores A few hawks wereFlying lowTrolling the riverbedSaw one…
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Snipers
Snipers called heroesin this day and ageby governmentsthat employ themto take down theirenemies andany dissent in times gone bythey were not glorifiedbut identified aswhat they werebushwackerskilling from the shadowsa cowardly chore so raise your glasssalute the bushwackersthey’ll eliminate somany, many more –LE – 8/22/25 PS: Motivated by events from the news in alternative media detailing…
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Late August Sunday Morning Ride
Late August Sunday Morning Ride The 7:am airVery warm and dryWhite paintbrush dabsIn the northern skyLike waves-crestsOn a tranquil blueSea Long morning shadowsCast across our pathA strobelight effectDisorienting in its aspectDodging skinksSlow to react Saw a hawkI thinkToo far awayTo be sureCertainly lookedLike a hawkishLanding on thatDead tree branchAs it surveyedThe riverbedBelow Lots of bikers…
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The Milkyway
No, not the candy bar! The Milkyway pathway in the skyfrom our small cornerout on the peripheryto its center and beyondhorizontallybut can’t see theother sideprobably not evento the center perpendicularlyand tangentiallyat a multitudeof angles other galaxiesdistant luminouspinpricks inthe sparkling tapestryof the night sky but only ifLuna or otherastronomicalfireworkslike comets andartificial satellitesdon’t steal ourattention andimagination that…
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Wisdom And Knowledge
Wisdom And Knowledge They are differentYou know One definition:Wisdom is old knowledgeApplied to the new But what is knowledge really?Linked neurons in a brianBased on perceptionsFlawed in the mainRecorded and storedIn clay, ink, and digitally What we call ‘facts’Based on fictionsInvented by humansTo explain what we perceive But, as some deep thinkers seeThere are no…
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