Category: Poetry
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Desiderata
“You are a child of the universe,no less than the trees and the stars;you have a right to be here.And whether or not it is clear to you,no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.” ― Max Ehrmann – from his poem, Desiderata DESIDERATA GO PLACIDLY amid the noise and the haste, and remember what…
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June
JUNE Deep in emerald foliage, barky black and gray, moss-frosted, giant, vine-cloaked, arboreal chia-pet Druids, the forest in repose. Hit-n-run Gemini rains leave the misty moor flush with flowers, flies, and toads.And the “real world” with its deadlines, dead ends, and deadheads screams “LIES, LIES, LIES.” Overhead, darkening skies adorn themselves with plundered treasures of…
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Welcome to the Hotel California
Hotel California – by the Eagles On a dark desert highwayCool wind in my hairWarm smell of colitasRising up through the airUp ahead in the distanceI saw a shimmering lightMy head grew heavy and my sight grew dimI had to stop for the night There she stood in the doorwayI heard the mission bellAnd I…
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Ode to the First Dandelion of Spring
Ode to the First Dandelion of Spring There you sit all alone,between walk and stairsBut worry not, spring is newand we’ll soon be trippingover profuse blooms,all bathed in dew. Too soon, your golden maneturns puffy white,as your seeds inherit the earth,at least till the next polar vortexsends them dormant … again. Or until Nature’s “preferred…
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It’s Better Than Sex
It’s Better Than Sex That’s an intriguing idea. But if true –Why so many new feet on the wheel, andWhy so many new shoes?Why the millions in health club dues?Why the millions for mouthwash,Deodorant, and facial goo’s? If there is anything better than sex,Then where’s our patent, our shares, our cash?We’ll export to the third…
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A Noontide Lyric
A Noontide Lyricby Oliver Wendel Holmes, Sr. (August 29 1809 – October 7 1894) THE dinner-bell, the dinner-bellIs ringing loud and clear;Through hill and plain, through street and lane,It echoes far and near;From curtained hall and whitewashed stall,Wherever men can hide,Like bursting waves from ocean caves,They float upon the tide. I smell the smell of…
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Bliss
Bliss Bliss, a mental, psychological state based onignorant hubris (as all hubris is ignorant).More simply, ignorance is bliss — so they say. If so, then what of intentional ignorance?Again, a symptom of hubris, known as denial.More simply, denial is ignorant and intentional. So, what then is hubris, denial, intentional ignorance,the willingness to abdicate one’s responsibilityto…
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Business as Usual
Business as Usualby the Eagles Look at the weather, look at the newsLook at all the people in denialWe’re running time, leaving graceStill we worship at the marketplaceWhile common sense is going out of styleI thought that I would be above it all by nowIn some country garden in the shade But it’s business as…
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Castle by Halsey
Castle by Halsey Sick of all these people talking, sick of all this noiseTired of all these cameras flashing, sick of being poisedNow my neck is open wide, begging for a fist around itAlready choking on my pride, so there’s no use crying about it(Agnus Dei, Agnus Dei, Agnus Dei, Agnus Dei) I’m headed straight…
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Early Youth a Memory
This abstract is based on the watercolor below. They were done about a day apart. That’s just how my mind works… take something fairly ordinary and deconstruct it, make something ‘different’ out of it… Youth – A Distant Memory When very youngGot lost and coldSpanked for runningOut in the roadEscaped fromRope-tied pantsBy taking them off…
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