Times are a changin'
without a doubt, however,
I wonder how can
I assimilate, change, and
disseminate the right thing?
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A Tragic Loss.
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Times are a changin'
without a doubt, however,
I wonder how can
I assimilate, change, and
disseminate the right thing?
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A Tragic Loss.
Lost grip and chinking
coins echo in silent streets.
Untampered muffins,
unsplit from crumbling ridges
gowns displayed to hungry poor.
Spring cleaning.
Now is the time to
make a fresh start in every
aspect of myself,
life, work, and happiness in
time for Spring and all Seasons.
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For Whom The Bell Tolls.
Do not chase the hearse—
Do not walk on people’s graves—
Do not mock beggars—
Do not laugh at misfortune—
Ask not for whom the bell tolls…
Respect…
I believe those who
want Respect, give Respect; I
want Respect, therefore,
I give it to others; a
world without Respect is bad.
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Higher Learning.
Monolithic brick,
magic walls of algebra,
bags like mythic stones
we push Sysephean to
classroom peaks in knowledge halls.
garbage bags like driftwood
Lamplit gutters speed
a spirit-filled derelict
that draws each city
gesture like a moon-worn wave
nudges blocks to pillow foam.
days like hopscotch
An earthquake splits clay
My hemispheric heartland
Finally static
Stagnant moment, lost in depth
Paved my corpus callosum
Unlike adults, who often take only months to recover, children can take years to overcome post traumatic stress disorder.
Hurt follows her still,
Silent—a hunting wolf-pack—
Nightmarish landscapes
Haunting her dreamworlds by night—
Will she ever grow out of it…
Rejection because you’re somehow “different”
I've been rejected
because I'm different from most
people, however,
I remain true to myself,
because I must persevere.
(I'm using "different" with two syllables.)
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Acceptance.
It is what it is,
don't ask why, there's no reply.
Look to your own heart
for directions to the end,
and you'll find the beginning.
your straightforwardness is rubbing off, Uncle Lar. I think. ;)
umm..
grilling outdoors on a beautiful Spring night.
Grilling outdoors on
a beautiful Spring night is
pleasant to the soul
as well as the taste buds; I
cannot wait for more Spring feasts!
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Deus ex Machina.
You dreamt you saw god
When he touched you, crafted the
Mouth of implosion.
Angels rage deep within you
Sleep in your exclamation.
A world where the concept of malfunction replaces the word 'evil'.
A malfunctioned man
With a malfunctioned desire
To let loose on Earth—
Genius doesn’t dream tranquilly
Malfunction makes them strong…
Benifical science
Science, whether it
is manifest, hidden, or
divine, should promote
well-being and useful aid,
in my humble opinion.
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Order out of Chaos.