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Chimera

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~ A bloom of love     loses the head a minute    an hour     grows old.   One small child,     both lost in the while, the mind     a refuge    for gold.   A new moon    to slough     a cusp    overhead – Behold!    […] Continue reading →

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Just Goes to Show

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~ If Easy Rider     was so great Why then still,     do I still hate   This movie made     so second rate, Best Picture,     they gave     in Sixty-Eight!   Just goes to show     what kind of state A Sixty-Seven     mind could make. This money making     big mistake, Went […] Continue reading →

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Another Fiction

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~ The Western Sky     is high and dry Where rocky mountains     fill the eye, And rivers run     not East     but West, The Anglo-Saxon     man came last.   For years, and years,     the Native Man Had lived and tooled     the Western Land. Upon this open     vast terrain, The […] Continue reading →

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Cubicles

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    ~ Lisa and I,     we do have our favs, and one of them sits near,     beside us.   Our row of small cubes     sits off from the rest, in a big room     by being the farthest.   It’s the clique we are in,     a specialty group, and we […] Continue reading →

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Nonpareils

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~ Separation, indifference,     Alienation….   Sometimes it feels     Like a hole in the wall.   What now becomes     Of the paragon child,   The beau ideal,     Nonpareil?   Who said such was such     inasmuch as was thought?   Thinking, we know,     will make it all so.   O! Baby […] Continue reading →

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The Second September of Twenty-Thirteen

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  Accentual syllable     falls in between.   Surprised us all,     the serotinious scheme.   No longer is everything     anymore any keen.   Someone had surely     searched for its mean?   But all went undone     and nothing was clean.   The second September     of Twenty-Thirteen.   Never before     was […] Continue reading →

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Solid State

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  “Children picking up our bones Will never know that these were once As quick as foxes on the hill;                                 ….Children, Still weaving budded aureoles, Will speak our speech and never know.” – Wallace Stevens, ‘A Postcard from the Volcano.’     ~ Farewell to the ocean, the California sun.   Goodbye to great […] Continue reading →

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moment by moment

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~  over the phone by lines or through air   DSL Digital synthetic nature   sound on a surface glint from a glare   a wink on a straight face amazing culture   moment to moment   something to share   then slowly but surely something stays there   but moment by moment   the […] Continue reading →

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Caffeine

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  ~ I bleed it and need it, I can’t be without it, I crave it each minute, Caffeine.   It’s all that’s left legal of anything lethal, and yet it’s still fatal, Caffeine.   The gun will destroy you, a knife will cut into, and life will connive to be mean.   But now […] Continue reading →

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“1863” 9. Un-Vexed!

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  [Note:  The following is one chapter of a larger work, entitled “1863” an epic poem on the ‘Turn of Events’ at that time,  from two major events of that year: Vicksburg and Gettysburg. Several sources have been used and are acknowledged.]     ~ “When the Lord of Creation had finished his Acts, He […] Continue reading →

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Lie Lying

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This is the place                        Where I lay my head This is still me                          This is my bed I am still here                          Long after years I still imagine       […] Continue reading →

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Fast Food

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~ The old Mountain Boomer is a general roomer of the Southwest lands way out West.   He’s fast on his legs, and he never will beg. He takes what he wants cause he can.   Only Road Runner can out-match this “Gunner,” for he moves much too fast than the rest.   A Rattlesnake […] Continue reading →

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Ad Hominem

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~ “Please come inside. The Window is broke.”   Said a sign, But the Window Never spoke.   “So.  What’s up there, With your silent friend?” I asked of the frame.   “Please come inside. The Window is broke.”   Hmm…      as said: “It’s Déjà vu once again.”   ~ The people inside All stand […] Continue reading →

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Three Fictions

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…. There is a keenness which settles to mind when I am thought of some other kind.   At such times, I count myself free, the freedom which comes from anonymity.   I am not what I’m thought that I am – No one knows the simple man.   …. There are but few who […] Continue reading →

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Ekphrasis

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  A picture before me, this hot August day, gives me a snow scene, in Washington D.C.   A wide walk, a park, all covered in snow. Trees on the sidelines, limbs all aglow.   Nightlights on each side stretch in two rows. Five people walking, all walking away.   No color to winter, but […] Continue reading →

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