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Have I Told You?
Have I told you about anything I know Or have I only told you about my beliefs One’s like granite, survives a hammer blow The other like a gust of wind or a falling leaf Belief will sometimes change the world Knowledge is sometimes calcified and friable If we could believe peace is around us […]
Whatsoever
Have you ever Considered Are you aware Everything You believe Take on faith Is something You cannot prove Or, starting place For scientists So they know Which way To move Neither description Is infinitely Bad or good Unless humans Insert themselves Decree interpretation Telling you That a hammer A useful tool Is a weapon Hit […]
Beneath the Skin
Beneath the Skin Espresso confusing, pronounced expresso Reflects our hurry through over-busy lives Pillar to post, back again, we ferociously go Worker bees, consumers return to our hives Professed beliefs belie our daily intolerance Which is usually much less than skin deep Yet we all move to the same diurnal dance Wake up in the […]
Cannot Imagine
Have you this modern truth brought home Your devices, machines, smarter than you With all their various prompts and screens Your car and phone communicate; so new New to me; I’m old, adult before this time My first job, each file kept on paper alone Eight jobs in, till a mainframe I must climb Punch […]
Neck Deep in the Big Bloody
OR What It’s Not About (Warning: This piece runs over 3,700 words. If you do not feel you can read it all, I urge you to read as much as you can, plus the intro and conclusions.) I’m finding it difficult to wrap my head around the insanity I see on the news and in […]
Overrun by Barbarians
My mind has been ground down into mush Constipated thought, no matter how I push As obfuscation, trivia and drivel dribble out Any wise words of mine, missing in action That said, I’ll fight to drivel and dribble on Mayhap a turd of wisdom will squeeze out Flow from this fickle pen, held in my […]
Good Will to All and Sundry
This is my 500th post on this blog. I wondered should it be something more momentous, but a plea for peace should be enough. Waiting my turn In the post office Everyone in line Remains calm Despite the stress The holidays bring We all pretend We are civilized Yet, I remember A frightful phrase Going […]
Isn’t That Odd?
How then may I write? How can I stop Made for this time, now and none other To sharpen my razor on a broken strop World deep enough in drek to smother People who lead lie, serve their agenda Believe in their scriptures, not their god No choice, no one real, each a pretender Laws […]
An Immodest Proposal
Sadly, this will be the second time I will have posted this piece on this date, the third anniversary of the Newtown murders (the first to fall on a school day). Because many tragic deaths continue to occur, I have vowed to mark this tragic date, in this manner, until such time as we come […]
What Time? What Hope?
Being greedy In small steps Grabbing what What you want As though It’s yours By right Or rite Casting bones Waving feathers Odds and ends Imbued with power At midnight Any hour Darkness hides Our fright Our trepidation Nervous laughter Hoping, hoping Longing to know The secret Wrest the prize The surprise You know Has […]
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