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  • on purpose

    have you stared into the void
    a night sky, a million stars twinkling
    where the grand designs of the universe play out
    leaving us stranded on a little blue ball of dirt

    what does the universe care for us
    nothing at all
    we are beneath the notice of such a …
  • wine women song

    they've told us every generation
    since at least Greco-Roman days
    the our nation is doomed
    by the youth of today
    with their taste in
    wine, women, and song
    yet, they've never told us
    that their grandparents said
    the same about them
    themselves
  • astrology

    let no man tell you
    the stars have writ a plan
    for your material wealth
    or love life

    the stars do not care for us
    for we are but motes of dust
    to an uncaring void
    wondering what larger dramas
    in the sky unfolds

    i looked to the stars for …
  • Poetry Games

    Poetic Games from Writer's Digest. The rules are:
    • Write a poem using exactly 30 letters
    • Each line should have the same number of letters
    • Each line should use one word

    Three by ten was the hardest for me. Decided to skip any deeper meaning and go for pure fun. Fifteen …

  • seeds

    In the ground the seeds are stirring
    waiting Spring's clarion call
    cease your rest, disturb your comfort

    Will you sit idle until the drops
    reach your bed deep in the soil
    content to let another bloom in your place

    or has your garden been kept
    meticulously, carefully, dutifully
    awaiting your …
  • Drink Deeply

    Conventional wisdom says
    Ignore your sorrows
    be grateful and force joy
    This is wrong

    Sorrows denied metastasize
    becoming despair
    or anger
    or worse

    Bathe in your sorrows
    Let them wash over you
    They desire only
    to be acknowledged

    Allow yourself to cry
    so that you may move on
    without a …
  • a question of life

    a machine
    creation of man,
    wire and solder
    a network
    of tiny, independent units
    of learning and adaptation
    code that can rewrite itself
    to account for
    experience
    that can adapt
    to how it's treated

    it's not made of
    sinew and bone
    of flesh and blood
    it's not mobile
    its components …
  • Graffiti: an ekphrasis

    Writing on the walls
    big and bold
    the multicolored stylizations
    tells me who was here
    as surely as a signature
    telling a story of movement
    ownership and individuality
    an outpouring of the soul
    ephemeral---one day
    washed away
    leaving the wall clear
    as if they'd never been there
  • Hopes and Dreams

    springtime at the top
    a mountain of hopes and dreams
    comes into focus

    atop a mountain
    the trail-head is nearly forgotten
    so small and far down
    as distinct as possible from the start
    such a large undertaking
    barely seeming possible

    in order to summit
    some things need discarding
    some require …

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