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"Enslaved by poetry to be made free / As part of everything even if small" "And only me to show me how / The best of my being is right about now" I met my dear father at Boston''s South Station, after many sad years of estrangement. It was the day before Orthodox Easter and the meeting in a tiny... Ring of Fire has been made popular by a song by Johnny Cash, but I am referring to the area of volcanic and earthquake intensity!!!!! Another poem inspired by the Olympics
__________________________________________ It’s easy to forget how vulnerable we all are to fame’s insidious lure and appeal, often times fulfilled only by fantasy. (Image by Mitchell Kanashkev... Boris was our cat (see the other Pome, Borris). He died aged 20 after a long, lazy, and happy life. RIP Boris. What is Poetry, it is something that one person can naught claim, butt a small piece of the rainbow crystal of Too Bee sparkling Poetry Chandelier Tre... Smile tongue twitter feed.
Image of Poet with God child Dr Stephanie Bedsole an optometrist in Tuscaloosa who put together this book with twenty of h... Those that say stay quiet, look what twenty years of being quiet has brought US.
That the Pied Piper tweet swarmed HIS R.A.T.S. all over the Capital... One RIP Van winkle CPAP life away, to find VA is not monitoring a Veteran's sleep Apnea. This antsy feeling USPS PTSD Dead Letter effect in isolation ... The truth is that those who control US in authoritarian dictatorship dew not want anything to give US hope, to share love thy neighbor, make US unite ... "I am of earth but also of sky" Regardless of race, creed or color, letting go is letting go—a universal sorrow. To be or not to be. There’s always choice, but forever tempered by experience, not vicarious daydreaming. (Image by Arasacer) To play the game of safety is to rob one’s instincts to grow. (Image by Outdoor Mag) Far too many people get in a groove and never take another risk. Sad.
Raising sons demands allowing risks of faith to be part of their sense of aliveness encouraging them to participate in the rewards of measured trust. ... How often do we risk life, as opposed to merely existing? Many think chance, risk and honesty afford the true measure of creating a life worth living... How precarious the grip for most of us when it comes to risk taking. Often the consequences of taking a chance are monumental. Best we stay aware of... I really don’t care if you read my poem, but please… do yourself an immense favor,
watch the attached YouTube copy of Bernstein’s conducting music of ... – In a day of hyperbole, there’s need to remember some facts that continue to harken to TRUTH. War continues to epitomize hell. “Why can’t we all get... Despair is the one sin that cannot be forgiven.
Wa Thiong''o [James Ngugi] Ngugi (1938– ) Remembering the rivers, streams I fished (it seems so long ago since I have) And now, alone at home (as usual) having time to reflect on the changes g... It’s easy to think on ourselves all the time, ignoring the often forgotten beginnings.
Today in Congress, we witnessed another day of infamy, prophesying future possibilities for those who deny truth. (Image by pinterest) Roaches and ants have been around millions of years and give no indication of
becoming extinct. We on the other hand… A prosetry observation) Roaches and ants have been around millions of years and give no indication of becoming extinct. We on the other hand…
If we ever take close notice of the orange vested prisoners clearing debris from the highway shoulder of the road,
one should feel a thank you in thei... If you think you''ve figured this poetic nonsense out, you''re a better poem analyst than I on an enigmatic ride to nowhere.
Forest for the trees? Interstate 280 in California is a stretch of highway noted for its high number of 400 distinct animal species that make up the roadkill. Most of us i... While coping with the frustration of the virus, a poet shared an observation with me today. Thus, an extension of what might have transpired followi... |
