Category: Poetry
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Snowblind
An old one from my time in the frozen north…; -) Snowblind Snowblind in sunshine,dark barky spines protruding,sparrow-buds in bloom. –LE – circa 1998
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For What It’s Worth – The Hut Lounge
Here’s an older one that sums up parts of my misguided youth… My memoir covers this portion of my life in more detail…; -) For What It’s Worth – The Hut Lounge ‘Something’s happening here…’ Buffalo Springfield on the jukeboxLinda Lane slayed us with herintricate guitar work andsensuous vocals ‘What it is ain’t exactly clear…’…
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Decluttering
Decluttering getting ridof thingsI don’t need also includesopinions and ideasnow irrelevant keep what’simportant and trueopen to life’s menu choosing onlywhat I like and needin uncluttered rooms to dance and playopen my mindeach and every day –LE – 12/21/25
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Self-actualizatoin
Self-actualization from early youthtried to figure outwho I was andwhere I fit in life’sscheme don’t think Dadreally wanted kidsMom did, but apparentlynot very proud ofher brood fairness an issue tome from an early ageglasses inflicted at threeand a frail form wellinto puberty while peers primpedand preened I ponderedheritage, destinyand self-improvement, yesI did some primping, too…
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White Bird
White Birdby It’s A Beautiful Day [Verse 1]White bird in a golden cageOn a winter’s day, in the rainWhite bird in a golden cageAlone [Verse 2]The leaves blow ‘cross the long, black roadTo the darkened sky in its rageBut the white bird just sits in her cageUnknown[Chorus]White bird must fly, she will die [Instrumental Break]…
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Our Social Pyramid
Our Social Pyramid jack of many thingsmaster of nothingnot even myself somewhere in the middlethe distributionnaturally skewed just one of the massesin the pyramid’s basepropping up the elites in their imagined graceentitlement and hubristheir defining face gorging on the fruits ofour labor and sufferingat the hands of their lickspittle sycophantsand cynical thugswith NDA’s and guns…
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Freedom
Freedom Fight for freedom – you sayWhat freedom – I sayPolitical, social, religiousIntellectual, sexual – you say Or freedom fromLaw – civil, physical, spiritualFrom intellect, emotion, sensationDeath – say you There is no freedom – say IOnly exchange ofOne tyranny for another Political – tax collectors and tyrantsSocial – cliques and classesReligeious – saviors and…
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Winter Haiku
More Winter Haiku Sparrows swarm in trees;dim light, cold windy morning —a lone bluejay calls. Cold windy shoreline —Blue heron stands on one leg,head hunched in shoulders. Sliding down the road,antilock brakes’s staccato —black ice beckoning. Slaming the car door,snow-dust covers my face —Jack Frost mocking me! –LE
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Life Like Winter Snow
Life Like Winter Snow Life like winter snowIt comes and goesStays its day or twoThen gone, it disappearsIt changes form – evaporatesTurns to vaporRises to the skyAnd waits its turnTo fall againAnd who can sayThe form it takesWhen it returnsRain or snow or sleet or hailSo life’s vaporComes and goesLike spring showersOr summer rainsAutum stormsOr…
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Return Of The Snow
This is another one I wrote several years ago, but seems appropriate in the season for reasons untold…; -) Return of the Snow snow is comingin flurries and squallsin storms and gently fallingclouds of snow-dust swirls, where each flake, an ice crystal,glimmers in moonshine,and under street lights,headlights, and lighted windows, casting long shadows,creates snowscapes —…
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