Category: Poetry
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On The Second Day Of Christmas
Silverbell Lake Ride On The Second Day Of Christmas puffy whip cream cloudson a bright blue skynot much sunto dazzle the eye contrail-etched crescentsand question marks inscattered patches of blueprovoke questions of intent statuesque roadrunnerpoised in the shoulder brushdarts to the right aswe roll by trash in the pathunder the Grant Rd. bridgemakes the descentand…
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What’s Up
What’s Upby 4 Non Blonds Twenty-five years and my life is stillTrying to get up that great big hill of hopeFor a destination I realized quickly when I knew I shouldThat the world was made up of this brotherhood of manFor whatever that means And so I cry sometimesWhen I’m lying in bed just to…
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Surprise
Dreamt I woke from a dream I was dreaming… Surprise roused from my napdreamt Midnight the catwas sitting on my lap but no just a black ditty bagwith painted yelloweyes blinking in surprise –LE – 12/8/24
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Wind and Rain
Wind and Rainby Crooked Still There were two sisters came walkin’ down the streamOh the wind and rainOlder one pushed the youngest one inCryin’ oh the dreadful wind and rain Coz Johnny gave the youngest a gay gold ringOh the wind and rainDidn’t give the oldest one anythingCryin’ oh the dreadful wind and rain So…
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Memoir Memory – Romanticism Mom’s Legacy
Another old one from a year and a half ago… A Mother’s Legacy mother brought up hersons to be romanticsyes daughters too allhoping for the ONE theTRUE soulmate who makesall things right they all told themselvesthey were good at heartthe soulmate would seethat from the startmend the skepticalthe broken hearts since all relationshipsend and some…
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A Study In Self Actualization
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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Gotta Leave
Gotta Leaveby Back Door Slam (Davy Knowles) Ask me no questions, when I try to tell youMy best intentions, were always with youAnd don’t raise your voice, just try to understandSave your loving, for some other man Oh, you must have gotten me confused, with some other manWho will lay you down, on the line…
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The Authoritarian Myth Of Security
Security a Myth mainstream andsocial media sites bleedmurder larceny andviolence of every stripegovernment leaders theworst confidence menthis side of prison gates brunt ofour conditioningauthoritarians convincing usof our super vulnerabilityneed security forcesat their beckand call must spendlimited resourcesto eliminate crimethe security myth theexcuse of all tyrantsbut damn little for social-economic equity stop the dailynews social mediaclickbait…
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Clear December Morn’
Clear December Morn’ cloudless sunny skymountain faces bathedin bright morning light withcraggy dark shadowscreates a verticalmaze from bottom to topand over into thehorizontal maze of moundsknown as theSanta Catalinasrunning north and east on a clear Decembermorn’ –LE – 12/7/24
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We’re Only Human, Right?
Only Human vaunted humansmerely a strain of primateswith opposable thumbsand the ability to thinkabout the future, andthinking thinking about thinkingover-thinking? thinking based on perceptionsas is all thinking, butnone possible without sensesand perceptions of pastevents and future expectationsbased on them but all perceptions capable oferror and missing the realityor ‘truth’ of any and allexperiences … the…
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