Tag: history
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Today 2025
Today 2025 my oldest sonwas born today not actually this day but decades past we delivered himat homean old farmhousea mile outside oftown caught himeven thoughhe was slick asgreased lighting shot into my outstretchedhands cord cutwrapped andcuddled inhis mommy’sarms signedbirth certificate asfather – deliverer above mypay gradeso they say it’s a piece of ourfamily history…
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Explosion Of Homelessness
Explosion Of Homelessness Since I arrived in TucsonThe number of homeless hasIncreased by at least five times Unless something is doneI expect the dry riverbed will becomeA homeless community end to end And then whatWhen the monsoons comeAs they surely will, sooner or later? Only one answerEat the rich and theirLickspittles governing us For their…
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Ah, Ranting Again…
Yes, you’ve heard it before, but it’s still relevant … yet again… Our Modern World One concentration of wealth, power, and freedomsin the hands of privileged classes,fear mongering, the old ploy,makes for easy control, brow-beat the masses. Two conform and obey, your patriotic duty,ignore any protests, though justified,condemn civil disobedience – all,science, an enemy, facts…
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Memoir Memory – Crumbs – Revisited
This was written in the aftermath of a 20-year relationship ending, sadly. Crumbs In the silence of alonenessWatching me perform – dance and bowAnd feign a smile – thatHides the hole where purpose dwelt. In hidden depths I writheWith vestiges of love-passion memories, That solidify, shrink, and crack –Shattering me to crumbs onThe kitchen floor…
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Commentary On “Elite’s” Propaganda
Survival of the Fittest? There’s not enough to to around,so we’ve been constantly told, and thus solda bill of goods that profits theself proclaimed, privileged few. Who, living in obscene opulence, stolenfrom wage slaves and the poor, subsidizedby governments, their cronies in power,enabled by want-to-be entitled elitists of all stripes. Leaders of the herds dismiss…
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Wisful Dreams Of My Childhood Home
Wistful Dreams Of My Childhood Home the neon glowof redbuds along the roadat half-past sunset late spring peepers’ songas snowdrops and crocusespushed their heads upthrough the season’sfinal snows the first lions of springpushing up in sidewalk crackswild mustard turningempty fields yellow forsythia, crabapple andbradford pear treesbrite white and pinkincandescent dogwoodsbrightening householders’landscaped facades late spring beauty…
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Another Memoir Memory – The Black Knight – 1968
The Black Knight It was a crisp, early fall, late evening; and the very airseemed alive, crackling with energy, shimmering in thestreet-lights’ dim glow, where the colors of trees, bushes,and parked cars were rich and deep on the desertedstreet, with golden highlights on everything… I waswitnessing Shiva’s Dance. Then it rumbled in the distance, like…
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My Moring Darkness Returning
Wrote this about the closing moments and aftermath of one of my ill-fated relationships, in case you were wondering… Morning Darkness fadingthe lyingangry voicesviolentlycrying alone againtryingsighingdying searing pain againmakes mortality plainconstant wishing forhealing rain but that’s OKwe’re all to blameonly a gameour claim to famepretty lamegoofy even I forgetwhichfirst manhis brianare theysame – same now…
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Memoir Memory – High School Silver
A humbling experience, as has been most of life so far… I was going through an old journal that rekindled a humbling experience from high school, my senior year, of an audition I’d hoped to walk away from, a big gold medal winner… It didn’t happen as I’d hoped.. Second-place Mantra I am the chosen…
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Another Consideration of Free Will
Another Consideration of Free Will I’ve been thinking about the polarity between free will and fate. The evidence of my more than three quarters of a century convinces me that we are most likely firmly attached to the fate-end of the spectrum between those poles. I used to think that we had some choice in…
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