Tag: Poetry
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Youngstown
Youngstown LyricsBy Bruce Springsteen [Verse 1]Here in northeast Ohio, back in 1803James and Dan Heaton found the ore that was lining Yellow CreekThey built a blast furnace here along the shoreAnd they made the cannonballs that helped the Union win the war [Chorus]Here in YoungstownHere in YoungstownMy sweet Jenny, I’m sinking downHere, darling, in Youngstown…
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Relative Time
Relative Time – In Dreamscapes in my early yearshours felt like days anddays like weeks but now, the yearsseem like mere weeks anddays, merely hours in my early yearsi daydreamed a lotespecially in school rather than our dailymind-control ‘lessons’ andconformity rules but now, i still daydreama lot, and relative timeseems the main psychic drain as…
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My Latest – December Morning Ride
December Morning Ride Rolled out in theMorning sunshineA few contrailsCrisscrossed above With deep blue overheadTrailing to very paleOn the distant horizonsAs Sol’s long raysTook the chill away Only a few bikersAnd a couple ofwalkers crossedOur path out and back Another cool, quiet mornOn our multiuse pathEl Loop de Tucson –LE – 12/2/25
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An Autumn Mood
An Autumn Mood… Cloudbursts soak my clothes and shoes,Leave me wet and cold —Web-bound bugs struggle –LE
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Which Would I deny?
What technology would you be better off without, why? Another word for ‘technology’ is ‘artifice’ … human evolution’s propensity for communication, making tools for survival, work, exploration, and ‘civilization’. All of our tools (mental and physical) are historically defined as ‘artifacts’. Artifice Artifacts defineHuman activities shineEdifices prime –LE So, which would we be better off…
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Each New Start
Each New Start each new start, an improvisationlaying-on paint, running musical scalesor penning rhymes – stabilizing time –LE This verse is from a longer poem, That’s Life, and was an epiphany for me, of sorts (a head-nodding realization) … That’s all it ever was … just ‘stabilizing time’, and perhaps my mind, and maybe that’s…
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Baritone Sax
Baritone Sax bass tonesof a baritone saxblast the underpinningsof space/time apartas we tumblethrough the voidreaching out forany residual strandsof melodyfrom the songof life –LE
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The Inevitable End
The Inevitable End Though I may not beThe sharpest crayon in the boxA modicum of intellect resides It occurs to me that reasonAnd desires can rationalizeAlmost anything The resulting reprievesAt best temporaryDon’t mitigate the end As all things doSo it is saidWith a whimper or bang Even the ‘eternal’ universeThough we won’t see itWill eventually…
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On The Beat And Off
On The Beat And Off an hour agoI wason the roadwith Kerouachit the roadJack …in the wastelandon one of those roadsnot takenas Eliot, Frostand I danced withFerlinghettiin his mind’sConey Islandconstantly riskingabsurdityas wehowledwith Ginsberghiking mountainpaths gripping ouraxe handlesin riprapwith Snyderas we ponderedDi Prima’sletters “…withno otherransomthanmyself …” –LE – 11/20/25 Yes, a tribute, mainly to the Beats…
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