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  • 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 meditation

    Choka | Poetic Forms

    From Above

    O'er Spring's precipice
    looking from eternity
    all loves bloom supreme

    As Below

    There exists a man
    in a given time and space
    who finds himself where
    both love and lust intertwine.
    One a denizen,
    the other purely a guest.
    Where does he go to
    left …
  • autumn

    ---

    as Autumn sets in
    stark bright turns to mellow tones
    peace invigorates

    ---

    red green and yellow
    the earthen panorama
    now sepia cool

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  • 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 …