Tag: Ink
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An Infinite Ecosphere
An Infinite Ecosphere sometimes I feel likean insignificant tiny bubblefloating in frothy foam andspume one of infinite bubblesecospheres caught inthe greater ecosphereinevitable streams of the space/time continuum –LE – 4/4/25
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Emerald Green …
Anoter from my Spring Haiku Collection Emerald green grass,Few leaves have come to the trees —Earthworms dance for rain. –LE
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Revisiting My Sonoran Desert Elegy
Sonoran Desert Elegy cougars and bobcatsand coyotesoh myjavelinasprairie dogsand roadrunnersscurry by with jackrabbitsand skinksGila monsters andrattlesnakeswith insectsin infinitevariety desert denizensflying highfalcons and eaglesbuzzards andravens whileowls and bats claimthe night sky backdrop of mountainsand sandy parchedground where cacticreosote and mesquiteeucalyptus anddesert daisies linedry washes summer monsoonsand winter rains thatflood those parched plainsboth evaporate in thedesert heat…
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Startled Eyes
Startled Eyes pale streaks across a pristine blue skythe only semblance of cloudsas unanswered rain-prayers die the high contrast of flaxy gold and beigedead grasses and bushes wave along withsleepy trees, their deep blue-greens while stony grays and dark shadowsstartle my eyes in the mid-day sunas a passing roadrunner nearly runs me over flicking its…
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Vaguely Remembered Dream
Vaguely Remembered Dream Wandering unfamiliar hallways and landscapesSeems like I should know them, but I don’t. Landmarks seem familiar, yet not.Can’t quite place them, lost in thought. I reach for a rusty doorknob, but the door’s not there,As I climb aged and broken stairs to … Wait, now they’re tumbled down stone stepsIn ancient ruins…
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From My Winter Haiku Collection
Or again, from my Winter Wage-slave Collection… # 012 – Desktop In Winter Desktop in winter,cursor points at START button —mouse sits on its pad –LE
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Good Intentions
Good Intentions Pavers on Hell’s roadSo they sayGood intentionsAnd righteous dismay Not bad, nor evil per seJust subjective likeWould’a, should’a, could’aWith no there, there Kinetic energy, coiled But no place to goNo physical releaseJust greased potential Most actions are reactivePlanned and controlled onesSeldom grantedIntention vastly overrated –LE – 12/3/24
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A Quest For Magicians
I’m in the mood for a little fantasy today … so tired of our everyday drone of ‘reality’… —LE Magician’s Quest wish upon a star forthe din of wolves frolickingfor lost mysteries and dragons with cold steel held captiveby even colder magic, tied tothe crimson mists of ravensong with the blazing backdropof the unquenchable sunwith…
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Mr. Bubble
This was written in the aftermath of my last divorce (30 some odd years ago). Let’s just say that I was in a particularly dark and cynical mood for ‘a time’ thereafter … I should have seen it coming, but looking back, I was in denial… appearently… Mr. Bubble In shifting rainbow hues, the possible…
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Shadows – Special for Halloween
On this eve of Halloween, let’s ponder some views of shadows and their possible implications… Evil, Scary, Benign…? Shadows Rattling windows and doors,coolness that implores,explores,stretches,moving up vertical placesat questionable angles,lying across tables and chairs,stairs and floors,deepening the gloomin already dim places,in cornersand behind closed doors,sharp or soft edged,misshapen pools of darkness,yes, and me too. Auras…
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