Tag: Poetry
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Heavy Rain And Cats
Heavy Rain And Cats two days of off and onheavy rains temporary lakes in the yardfront and back cats hanging out onthe porch’s sheltering sweep looking for handoutseven more food and water other than rainwaterthey’ll even settle for dry food cold rain drives snobberyof the devas away at least for the feline posselazing by the…
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Mid-October Sunday Morning Ride
Mid-October Sunday Morning Ride the morning air moist and freshafter yesterday’s rainlarge and small animal tracksstanding out in the damp butdrying mud of the riverbeda little standing waterhere and therebut the floodwatersare gone a multitude of skinkscrisscrossing the pathfinally out of theirhidey-holes a-trollin’ the sky overheada brilliant deep bluefaded to the horizonsartist-clouds ofPayne’s gray to…
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The Assurance Of Hubris
The Assurance Of Hubris looking back at my long lifeand what big and small decisionsI’m able to recall I seldom thought my ‘choices’could be so detrimentalsure, some I could guess but most were made under duressforced by circumstancesbeyond my control when I remember my journey’s coursetrying to banish remorsecan’t seem to find a brighter place…
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The Boys Of Summer
The Boys Of Summerby Don Henley Nobody on the roadNobody on the beachI feel it in the airThe summer’s out of reachEmpty lake, empty streetsThe sun goes down aloneI’m driving by your houseThough I know you’re not home But I can see you-Your brown skin shinin’ in the sunYou got your hair combed back and…
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Another October Morning Ride
Another October Morning Ride rode out this morningunder a gray dappled skyfifty shades ?more like four or fivethe fifty reserved for justificationbackbone of human pride only a few walkers and bikersout on the Loop so farperhaps they took the rainforecast seriously only a few spittlesout and backthen once homea little pitter-patcool my fatiguedmuscle mass old…
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I Had A Friend
I Had A Friend in our journey from birth to deathwe cross paths with multitudessome walk with us for a waysthen leave for different by-ways sometimes our paths cross againbut the rivers we treadand the persons we becamekeep changing, not the same even deep emotional connectionsdiverge, thinning to nothing orsplitting by social pressuresconditioning and misunderstanding…
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The Harvest Moon / Super Moon
October’s Super – Harvest Moon West mountain skylinePale peach disk descendingWith sunrise breaking Under post-dawn’s domePale white before the sunriseThe Harvest Moon sets The Harvest Moon isA Super Moon this seasonAwe inspiring With Luna smiling –LE – 10/7/25
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Eye Of The Storm
Eye Of The Storm in the eye of the growing stormthe calm you’d expect, suddenly gonefrantic anticipation the new norm hurricane season is upon usbut our leadership so schizophrenicdaily explode division and chaos swirling thermal vortex strengthseems to go completely unnoticedin the jaded halls of power with denial … the driving force –LE – 10/6/25
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October Morning Ride
October Morning Ride pristine blue overheaddesert panorama bathedin golden sunshine long shadows layacross the crowded pathjoggers and bikers galore someone said, “must be trainingfor an upcoming event”their huffing, puffing, and sweating but Occam’s razor might suggestthat it’s just a beautiful morningenjoying outside’s cool morning air roadrunner startles medarts across my path aspigeons flock overhead again,…
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The Future – Now Past
The Future – Now Past Conventional Sands of time in the hourglassThe future passing through nowBecomes the past Or The future flows down time’s riverWhitewater’s raging furyBeneath the bridge of eternal nowInto memory and the downstream past Or Less Conventional Past present and futureEbbing and flowingFully encompassedIn the eternal now –LE – 9/21/25 PS: These…
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