Out of Potential

~ I watched as my numbers tumbled and fell, out of potential, the actual devolve, down to the ground like the rain on a wall, there from the late stage where old age can tell a past, as if cast – an inviolable spell. ~ Had I only seen what I could have been…. Oh […] Continue reading

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Tales of the Tribe

  Tales of the Tribe http://wp.me/p102ON-E6  Synopsis: Society creates the stories it tells itself: factual, specious, apocryphal, dishonest; by any rendition, according to Wallace Stevens, will still be a fiction.  Myth wears the clothes of its culture, will always be a social fact, and those who would eschew these basic facets of humanity, will prove […] Continue reading

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Union Station and Paradigm Shift

  An abstract journey through concrete Americana with a lagniappe through the “Great Discussion.” From serious humor to light-hearted gravitas, this is a trip you need to enjoy. Poetic postcards of Americana will be provided for. Our trip commences upon your arrival at Union Station, and continues until we arrive at a Paradigm Shift – […] Continue reading

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Amicitias

~ Out! Out! Out with the rain! a man and a dog traverses. The water rolls off, and more follows down, falling to fill up more spaces. Cur! Cur! both dog and man! They curry to each other’s favor. One leads the way, the other one follows, slogging through weather, together. None! None! there’s no […] Continue reading

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Malefaction

…. And now,     I am done! I’m way past my Prime. Whatever was,     happened –     All now lost thru Time. All that which was given,     striven, made mine – Time hath re-taken. Time takes its Time. Time,     Great Time – Is this thy design? For […] Continue reading

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Once A Great Notion

~ There goes Dear Mary; She walks down our street. Worn out and tired; Weary and beat. She’s searching her soul, Looking down deep; Busy in forethought, The Back thoughts, she keeps. And I wonder what Mary, What Mary now thinks. Once we were young, Just busy young tarts; Mary, the others, and me. Strong […] Continue reading

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The Flower of Youth

~ There is in this Flower –     The Flower of Youth! Good for an Hour –     One Hour of Truth. Then, Done! with all Laughter,     Gone! in Disaster, One Hour thereafter,     An Hour, forsooth! Deflowering follows     An Hour of Truth, And all those who follow […] Continue reading

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Flying Into Fall

~ 
Sometimes I go out, my fly, wide open; most times, I won’t catch it, at all! ~ perhaps, it’s a stretch of old imagination, or hoping, it’s a Freudian Slip – not Fall. ~ But aging is different, by old and tired bodies; raging Young archetypes spring forth and then fall. ~ And a […] Continue reading

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The Mirror of Fate

Each time the mirror mirrors his face, the old man inquires his ominous fate – How has this come, from young to undone? How have I come to this time in space? Time has just taken my life away in drips and drab trickles and plopped down in place This Face! This Face! The face […] Continue reading

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In Metaphor Trees

The leaves of the Maple have fallen by now. All but the few still linger, somehow. Glory! in colors – green, red and orange! I feel I should know them; I don’t, they are foreign. And something as strange as leaves from a tree: A metaphor, Maple, leaves, memory. I knew them only as they […] Continue reading

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Simpatico

~ Tonight I ate The last ripe tomato, A red cherry ball, The last of the vine. And by consummation Communion made The two of us one thing Of purpose and mind. Simpatico features Of late autumn kind: A cherry tomato, And last on the vine; Both, late and last, On some point in time. […] Continue reading

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that something of nothing

so funny is memory of something not there snippets of moments vignettes of what were the murmur of voices no one will hear to recollect faces none now can wear of those who once were and no longer here so funny the memory of places somewhere of that which once was now no longer there […] Continue reading

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Imprimis

~ In the first place, I set out To write down a poem – ~ The best one As yet to be done. ~ Unspoken, Unwritten, Unheard of, Undone. ~ In imminence, It’s eminence, Still was. ~   ©2013, Marvin Loyd Welborn revised 08 April 2014.

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