Category: Poetry
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Security or Adventure?
Security or Adventure? Well… everybody knows…That there’s no such thingAs ‘securtiy’A con-man’s illusionHis/her mark’s delusion So, it’s adventure thenAs all of life isEven the slow and dullAdventures – tillThe end Where and wheneverThat is –LE
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Better With Age
Better With Age A euphemism forMore expensive There’s wines and cheesesFermented foods out the bejesusAs long as consumedPrior to expiration dates Same for mammals andAll sentient lifeAgain, prior to theirExpiration dates Human intellect and wisdomIf not algorithm-siloedDistorted beyond normalHuman decency and respect But these all haveExpiration datesAge generally improves themTill then … If they exceed…
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Salvation? Profound Rest?
Salvation? Profound Rest? too many bemoantheir experiencesand hardshipsas ifthey played norole in the twistsand turns thehighs and lowsof their lives while lives unfoldjust as they mustbased on the ‘luck’of times and placesof our births our complicityin and withspace-time currentsseals the dealultimately our salvationis acceptanceand patiencesatisfaction withwhat we’ve attemptedand achieved withcontinuing effortsto improve withthe certaintyit’s enough…
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Bygone Friends And Lovers
Bygone Friends And Lovers The muddy and oftenwildflower-strewn paths,sometimes withbroken glass,of friends and loverscome and go,cross, converge,then frequently di – verge. But I remember them fondlyone and all,hoping they’ve foundtheir desiresand their peace,even though it’snot with me,was probablynever meant to be,c’est la vie. –LE PS: Would-a-should-a-could-a(s) are a waste of time, conscience, and creative energy……
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Nested In Masks
Nested In Masks as humanswe areeach of usnestedindozensof layersof masks each layerseparatedby an ego-drivenadhesive layer ofoblivioushypocrisy as one maskfalls awaythe next is revealed the irony isthe harder we tryto reveal ourtrue facethe harderand strongereach subsequentmask becomes truth isthere is no livingin human societywithoutmasking our individualand common truthsare just too hardto swallownot only forsocietybut for ourselvesas…
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Summer’s Last Holiday
This is a repost from a couple of years ago… because it still applies. We also need to reconize and encourage the recent remobilization of labor in this country and abroad. It’s the only chance we have against the ruling class and their lickspittles… less an actual, French-style revolution… Summer’s Last Holiday used to be…
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Mesquite Dreams
Mesquite Dreams ancient Mesquites lean dangerouslyover the path as if whispering toyounger ones on the other side some copses remind meof groups of people loungingunder lush ramadasgossiping in low tones ‘look at those untethered ones’‘they don’t seem to realize thateverything comes to those who waitthose rooted in the right place’ some remind me of leggyspindly…
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The Santa Cruz
The Santa Cruz Dormant grassesOn its shouldersPatches of green shrubs and trees The jagged stonesThe coarse sands ofThe dry riverbed Uneven remainsLike shadows of footprintsHuman and creature Smudged, almost nonexistentFurrows marking the passage ofWagon wheels, homeless carts, and ATV’s Marking the passage of yearsLaying along the riverbedLike the hourglass sands of time –LE
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No Hablo Español
No Hablo Español no hablo español pero bañosmargaritastacosmi casa es tu casadia de los muertoscinco de mayo si –LE – 8/31/26 PS: I live in southern Tucson, in the barios, so there are a few more foods and phrases I can identify, but I think the short verse above catches the essences of my understanding…;…
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Tradition
Tradition tradition isa prison keeps us stuckin the gatekeepers’versions of normal always hindersprogress may be goodfor nostalgiabut never blueprint for life –LE – 8/19/26 PS: Based on a lifetime of observation. To be fair, I do like some traditions. But again, for nostalgia’s sake and nothing more…; -)
