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Patience wants so much to be a part of our growth. With grief, comes need for patience. Why are we so intolerant of time’s reasoning? (Image by pin... Regarding the precarious future, youth of our country, as well as the middle class, have much to be concerned about. Back 4 years ago, a NYT op-ed by ... With no "David Lester Young" Facebook and no "davelyoung1@" Hotmail, one writes from that Dungeon Ode of "Surrender" aloft Democracy Dungeon secluded ... Dedicated to Amira Ansari, a living icon to the darker side of elegance Choices remain ours to make. Some pay attention. Others don’t. Such are times when mistakes seem so obvious, yet such epiphanies sometimes arrive t... The world is rapidly becoming a politicized free-for-all. Most of us—whether as businessmen and women, scientists, educators or laborers in the field... How unforeseen the evolution of chance, the forever intimate confusion and suspense life provides. Wishing not to pontificate, I couldn’t help but gro... At some point, the past has to step aside. (Image by pinterest)
Poetry written by my ten year old Grandson, Farrell Gibson. Robin Adams and I were driving to southern Kentucky as the sun was setting. Luckily we carry a notebook in the car for just such an occasion.
Will be ... Melissa Crosson and I were driving to southern Kentucky as the sun was setting. Luckily we carry a notebook in the car for just such an occasion.
Will... My eyes scan the tabletops and dressers daily on the lookout for this foreign matter. "Shake it from my shoes ...and leave it behind" Eventually, matter succumbs to dust. Yet, without light, such is lost in the shadows of the universe. With so much darkness in today’s history being made, one is left to ponder the significance of light and the dust of time passing luminate for our ima... We are living in a period of history where even the Genie-in-the-Jug- AI will soon find itself, like much of history… Dust. (Image by Odin AI)
7/4/20 - With so little credence given to dust, perhaps it’s time to give credit. After all, dust is all that’s left of something that once was. (I... “As the basic particle of exchange, the photon is bred of the decay of dust, and there would be no dust without that exquisite particle. They are boun... Whether secular or religious minded, what happens with all matter is inarguably fascinating. (Image Helix Nebula) Many of us are familiar with the droughts in the 1930s resulting in the Dustbowl era in Oklahoma from 1934-1936in the 1930s. A different kind of wea... "Dusty" is about 12 weeks old and was found in the middle of the road. He''s a little chocolate lab pup. The rest is history...........or is it? LOL
The core of Krishnamurti’s teaching is contained in the statement he made in 1929 when he said ‘Truth is a pathless land’. Perhaps the most difficult... Moral and legal obligations can be trying at time, given most of us want to do the right thing. We learn early in our lives that duty is a constant, ... The inviolable dollar......Myth of monetary invincibility......
If I was perfect, I would be part of the problem.
Dye and Die two words the same, yet be different in meaning.
I do not make friends, writing about ... With the Dye Stains of our Words we can change the revolving World with evolving Poetry META Goliath this Poem be not "David Lester Young" Facebook Copyright Infringement but a DD214 Poet Veteran with "David" Birthright Birth Write Birth ... Within US is the beginning of tomorrow's future. That will make a difference felt from the heart.
Sometimes one need a bigger Second Amendment symbol... America has always respected the world in a greater love, do not let a greater hate destroy it. Words Warriors must defend the Power in the Truth. Ari... Did WAKE up this Mourning, moaning telepathy terse therapy that needed to ponder wander words, jumbled a miss cross word puzzle. It is dire that each generation of writer, poet, artist declare their Declaration of Creative Independence in this world that is censoring and stiflin... Dyed words that evolved around dye world, aloft written spokes reign, revolving amidst mind melt stained, ink attained, attuned alight wry characters.... Death of life comes in many forms. Some we rejoice over. Some render the heart broken. (Image by Odin AI) Why must some kill off Poet Tree as a weed, not smoked in high verse. Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.
W. B. Yeats (1865–1939)
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"Remorse is the echo of a lost... Felix Perry was the catalyst and I simply added some color.
Thanks Fee. Sometimes, the headlines become overwhelming and demand something more in us than a knee-jerk reaction. Making life perfect I ot possible but the str... Reality has a way of seeping in on nightly dreams, some believing they foreshadow the future. Upon waking this morning, the story’s fatalistic residu... |
