Category: Poetry
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Liar, Liar
Liar, Liarby Alison Sudol (A Fine Frenzy) Liar, liar, you’re such a great big liarWith the tallest tales that I have ever heardFire, fire, you set my soul on fireLaughing in the corner as it burns Right between the ribs it’s sinking in Oh, oh, the siren sang so sweet and watched the sailors going…
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Wraiths Caught In The Storm
Wraiths Caught In The Storm Looking around on any given daySurveying what human civilizationHas wrought, the consequence ofOur deepest philosophical thought A tear forms in my eyeSpills and slides down my cheekRaise my hand to wipe it awayBut there’s nothing there… Translucent wraiths caught in the stormBest intentions perverted toPlundering beautiful biodiversityFor greed’s sake and…
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Summer’s Last Holiday
This is a repost from last year… 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 the summerseason’s first…
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End of August – Ride
End of August – Ride feathery fair weather cloudsmarble the cerulean domebright sun heats up the eastern sky white, yellow, and orange butterfliesflit among blousy Brittlebush blossomsand the faint odor of sage barrel and elephant ear cactiand prickly pear in bloom fromthe recent monsoons a large falcon lands on the guardrailas we approach, hawkeye-ing meas…
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Almost Lover
Almost Loverby A Fine Frenzy (Written by: Alison Sudol) Your fingertips across my skinThe palm trees swaying in the wind, imagesYou sang me spanish lullabiesThe sweetest sadness in your eyes, clever trick Well, I’d never want to see you unhappyI thought you’d want the same for me Goodbye, my almost loverGoodbye, my hopeless dreamI’m trying…
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Providence At Kennedy Lake
Providence placid lake mirrors skyheron stands with fishermen –waiting providence –LE –8/17/24
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I Married Her Just Because She Looks Like You
I Married Her Just Because She Looks Like Youby Lyle Lovett Its not the wordsYou know I’ll always love youIt’s not the wordsI wish that I could stayIt’s more the way your lips lookedAs you spoke themAnd how the moonlight fell upon your faceI married her just because she looks like you And for every…
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Burnt Umber Rorschack
Another oldie, but goodie. I hope you agree…; -) Rorschach-Like Test In Burnt Umber Watercolor Paint powdered iron oxidemediums and bindersproduces quality shadesthe earthy brownsof Burnt Umber water makes it flowinteresting shapesand textures when dryon hot or cold pressrag paper and yupo meditating on thetextured shapesrevealed from dryingtime variances findunconscious designs –LE – 4/24/23
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Beats Antique
I frequently listen to music while I’m writing or painting. These are the results of one such occasion… Beats Antique bass note shakes the houselike distant thunder rumblingeerie hollow violin stringsscratchy vibrationstaut bow slowly draggedacross themexotic finger cymbalsand toe-bellsrhythmically accentthe oboe and saxlyre-strings plucking outthe counterpointpainting a dreamy sceneIn the sound of athousand faces in…
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Eastern Way
Eastern Way when I was a child30 seemed old to meso I didn’t expect tolive much beyond it never consideredold age and itsinfirmitiesfelt pretty invincibleless very bad luckor inane stupidity early on, eastern artsinspired meKungfu, Judo, Aikidoand Tai Chitheir philosophies madeperfect sense to me –LE – 7/20/24
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