~ Who is this mater Who comes peripater? Who is the mother That touches our lives? Who is the mother, Seeking a daughter? Every year after, In spring she arrives – Full force, On course, She comes; Surprise! ~ Who is the mater, To come peripater? Who is the daughter…. Who touches our lives? ‘Tis […] Continue reading
…. The Duke City’s known corruption, as shown Coronado, and his host of new men. The Old Ones knew too, the Wind as it blew the Sun West to East and then send into the darkness, the wile of the night, the room for a moon and the stars in to light and bring into […] Continue reading
… “Man is the rope stretched very thin, between the animal and Superman.” Lying beneath is the bottomless pit. so saith Nietzsche on the abyss. ~ And “God is dead!” He furthermore said. so saith Nietzsche, a misogynist. God turned her head with what he had said, then proclaimed: “Nietzsche, You’re Dead!” …. […] Continue reading
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
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
~ 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
I hate to leave but have to go there’s no way of getting around it
the lawn looks lovely lovely and wet a valley bucolic comelier yet everything lovely as further you get as then when much closer you get what you vet ©2015, Marvin Welborn 28 July 2015
…. Once, we were soldiers, Boys of eighteen; Intrepid and stupid, One just sixteen. Some were rock stolid, Caught-up in fraught; In rightness of action, Righteous, we thought. We were the children Of the Great War Our fathers had fought in, So there’d be no more. Dearer to children, O Lord! Give us pause – […] Continue reading
Oh, come now, Virginia, why look so dark? Why not just smile, and be out? The day’s not so long and soon we’ll be gone, in short time, Virginia, no doubt. So what’s that you say? For me, a short stay? For you, it’s been a long while? Well, that may be true, but what […] Continue reading
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
How! Thou art strange! One day, sound fabric; Another day, change. Some say by havoc Brought out in fringe – O Tempora! O Mores! Thou art, impinged! What would thee, common, Follow, instead? The dictates of Mammon? Whose body, thy bread? What now dost thou wear? What skin to be current? Again! Thou has changed […] Continue reading
~ Once was a family, A patriarch, head; Now, an anomaly; The patriarch dead. No bond can hold up, For long, I am told; But then, each a story, Uniquely condoled. Patriarch, matriarch, Of figurehead, old; Each category Obliquely extolled. Out from disorder An order […] Continue reading
. Jakarta’s religious, an Islamic town, their ways are aligned with religion. ~ And just like religion, I’ve found all around, the believer likes to share his opinion; and that people all fall into one of two ranks – ~ “you’re either with us, or not, on religion.” ~ I was there on […] Continue reading
Tink's ChapBlog ~ Tales of the Tribe. Mythopoeic Verse 
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