Tag: Poetry
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Older Flamenco And Nouveau
I’ve never seen a flamenco dancer live, but have seen them on TV. So, seeing a live performance is on my bucket list. But the peotry and representations in art facinate me. I’ve even tried painting a couple myself… But first, here’s one from one of my favorite poets, Rainer Maria Rilke: The Spanish Dancerby…
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Riffing On One Of Nietzsche’s Insights
Paraphrasing Nietzsche Facts, my assNo such a thingOnly interpretations ofEvent interpellations Those that holdPublic sway in theAccepted, ‘normal’ way BS lies that normalizeJust stories that justifyThe ruling classesClutching greed and need Functions of powerFor the masses to devourCertainly NOT any kind of ‘truth’ –LE – 5/18/25
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Response To An Old Prompt
There was a prompt a while back: Have you had any broken bones? And I’ve decided to ‘riff’ on it a bit… In short, the answer is yes… Way more than I’d like to admit… Having been a Judo tournament competitor for more than 40 years, not to mention the daredevil inclinations and exploits of…
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Outrageous Mendacity
Rode the Loop this morning and musing started composing a poem to commemorate the ride. But the longer I rode and the more I saw and thought, the more my incregulity rose, giving rise to the following… Outrageous Mendacity Brite blue skySol’s pristine long raysTells a story full of lies All is wellThe whole world…
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AI Armageddon?
Does Artificial Intelligence Initiate Armageddon? Rhyming Crimes… Is it a crimeto speak in rhyme?I don’t know,though one would think sothe tide goes in and outthe wind does swooshall things change with timeit’s all a cosmic rhyme let’s make a rhymefrom the end of timea verse for todayfor some prophets saynigh is doomsdaywho has heard the…
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Existential Questions
This is another old one. With all that seems to be challenging our lives, I feel the urge to pose these introspections yet again… ??? Are we rain;are we sane–ishworking with ageless energy,planning to live forever,lives full of regrets and sorrows,hoping for resurrection — or — at least reincarnation — or — forever with all…
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Little Green
Little Greenby Joni Mitchell Printer-friendly version of this lyricBorn with the moon in CancerChoose her a name she will answer toCall her green and the winters cannot fade herCall her green for the children who’ve made herLittle green, be a gypsy dancer He went to CaliforniaHearing that everything’s warmer thereSo you write him a letter…
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Artisan Designed Mayhem
This is the second part of a larger piece that I wrote a few years ago after a walk through the Ancient Weapons display, on a visit to the Huntington Museum of Art on a cold evening in April. Death by Design Forged barrelMachined and polishedWith firing mechanismPatiently assembledFrom cast and smith-forgedScrews, springs, clamp-jawsTo hold…
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Morning Wonders
Morning Wonders A large bird of prey glidesHigh in the pristine blue skyIn great lazy circlesAs all is caught in itsPredatory eye As a large black dogLopes across the distant pathAnd vanishes like fogBurned away by a blisteringlyBright Arizona sun The strong headwindAnd constant inclineDrive me into aHeart Attack modeThat I’ll hopefully survive Home at…
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Thoughts On Mothers’ Day – A Memoir Memory
A Little Something For Mothers’ Day. Let’s hope that most mothers are a little more pragmatic than was mine, with her head buried in romance novels and soaps… Yes, I’m sure my dad’s felandering and our family life certainly played into her depressions, and escapism, along with her ‘nerve-pills’ and habitual denials… A Mother’s Legacy mother…
