Along comes the horseman When things seem unclear; No rhyme nor a reason, But suddenly there. Hope is a Horseman, He comes of Free Will. The horse that he rides on, A bitter sweet pill. Darlin, sweet Darlin, There come the times Somethings seem gruesome, Yet turnout just fine. Yon comes a horseman, See how […] Continue reading →
this is the moment it falls into place a minute more later a moment’s erased in time by time the second replaced the first in the quest to next be displaced that was a moment the time and the space dormant one moment the next one posthaste the moment one foments the next one effaced […] 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 →
~ Was Richard Pryor really that funny? Somewhere in humor we always find Truth. We laugh with the Jokester, by the Jester’s uncouth; Smile at Al Roker, forget Lenny Bruce; Find in some rumor a murmur of proof, That simpler things are closer to Truth. Compare the Comedian many have read, Mentioned by Shakespeare (the […] 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 →
Time’s running out. At a point, you can tell. But you don’t. You won’t notice, you ignore it. And that point begins when close family and friends up ends and begins to diminish. ‘Diminishing Returns,’ the fancier term, I’ll just cut to the chase and […] Continue reading →
I went to a Poetry Reading, where a Philosopher sat in the troupe. When the conversation turned to the ‘Truth,’ it changed the whole venue and meaning. “Truth,” said the wise-man, “is like a Noon day Sun: When too bright, it is too blinding; […] Continue reading →
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