Tag: Poetry
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Surprise
Dreamt I woke from a dream I was dreaming… Surprise roused from my napdreamt Midnight the catwas sitting on my lap but no just a black ditty bagwith painted yelloweyes blinking in surprise –LE – 12/8/24
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Another Look At Primordial Ooze In The Darkness
The Primordial Ooze the darkness isgrowing and I’m oldso what to doone thing onlyfight the growingdark strike a sparka match a candlelight a bonfire spark itwherever opportunitypresents tindermake daily choicesthat brighten notdarken ourcollectivefutures don’t be deceivedall actions havecosts impactever brighterfutures or breeddark superstitionsreverse evolutionsliding back into the primordial ooze –LE
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A Sailor’s Warning — Red Sky In The Morning)
A Red Sky A red sky drippingoozing bloodbackdrop ofsocietycivilization progressive pretensecrusted andsmothered indisease ashblackish grayishpoverty deathdestroying everynatural thing ittouches vaunted techno-progress dealingdeath efficientlyprofoundlyinexorably Earth’s progenyfeed – declinecloth – declinehouse – declinewe’ve chosen asixth major extinctionfor greed’s sakefor profitfor ‘progress’ humanity but a virusblight on Terrafirmawhich will remainonce we’re allgone – justiceno more norless than wedeserve…
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Where Am I – Are we?
Where Are We – Am I? a matter of perception, as are all thingshere, there, everywhere, nowhere, all the samein perspective, finding relativities and domains embedded in streams and eddies of space/timemeditating … at one, or fighting, kicking, screamingregardless, ends as do all things … entropic dissolution yes, some flash-out, burn-out, peter-out, wink-outfilter-out, turn-out, poop-out,…
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Wind and Rain
Wind and Rainby Crooked Still There were two sisters came walkin’ down the streamOh the wind and rainOlder one pushed the youngest one inCryin’ oh the dreadful wind and rain Coz Johnny gave the youngest a gay gold ringOh the wind and rainDidn’t give the oldest one anythingCryin’ oh the dreadful wind and rain So…
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Profound Rest – Salvation
Repost from a year ago… Salvation Profound Rest too many bemoantheir experiencesand hardshipsas ifthey played norole in the twistsand turns thehighs and lowsof their lives while lives unfoldjust as they mustbased on the ‘luck’of times and placesof our birthsour complicityin and withspace-time currentsseals the dealultimately our salvationis acceptanceand patiencesatisfaction withwhat we’ve attemptedand achieved withcontinuing effortsto…
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Who Knows? – v2
Original is from the late ’90s; just revised to make current… Who Knows? – v2 Who knows the whys of wherefores gone awry?Who sees through the skin of the curved blue sky,Or plumbs the depths of chaos and causation, Seeking a genuine realization, orPerhaps just a wisdom pearl and dissolutionBack to an essence universal? –LE…
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Memoir Memory – Romanticism Mom’s Legacy
Another old one from a year and a half ago… A Mother’s Legacy mother brought up hersons to be romanticsyes daughters too allhoping for the ONE theTRUE soulmate who makesall things right they all told themselvesthey were good at heartthe soulmate would seethat from the startmend the skepticalthe broken hearts since all relationshipsend and some…
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A Study In Self Actualization
Self-actualization from early youthtried to figure outwho I was andwhere I fit in life’sscheme don’t think Dadreally wanted kidsMom did, but apparentlynot very proud ofher brood fairness an issue tome from an early ageglasses inflicted at threeand a frail form wellinto puberty while peers primpedand preened I ponderedheritage, destinyand self-improvement, yesI did some primping too…
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Gotta Leave
Gotta Leaveby Back Door Slam (Davy Knowles) Ask me no questions, when I try to tell youMy best intentions, were always with youAnd don’t raise your voice, just try to understandSave your loving, for some other man Oh, you must have gotten me confused, with some other manWho will lay you down, on the line…
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