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It would not be appreciated,

if you were not with me

to enjoy it.

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Rarely,

the time of day

the position of the forest leaves and trees

and the light of the rising sun

passing through something man-made

combine to create art

by happenstance,

that is . . .

ephemeral.

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I was looking through a small unpublished journal I wrote as an undergrad and liked one of the poems I read in it. So I decided to reprint it here with a few changes to reflect my current understanding. I’m so glad I’m no longer in that situation, and my heart goes out to those who are.

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A long time ago,
twenty times before,
I’ve walked the path I’m walking now.

My love is lost.

Lonliness is what that path is made of.

I’ve gone and lost another.

You,
have been stifled

by me.

 

“What can I do?” I ask myself.

I don’t know, I’ve tried so many things.
.
There is a river which travels throughout my mind.
I wish…
to cast myself upon it.
I wish to float…
so freely,
thoughtlessly.

I wish to travel on that watery grave where thoughts become meaningless.

Yea, I say,

where there is no existence of feeling.

In my sorrow,
time has no meaning beyond the moment.

Now I’m feeling, wishing,
that moments had no meaning;

that there was no undergoing, nor gleaning
of the fates which impede our progression

toward the eternal truth of love,
and understanding.

Now I’m feeling, wishing,
that there was no undergoing, nor gleaning

of the fates which beckon falsely,

trapping hopeful lovers, ensnaring us in situations

that dash our hopes,

and those of others.

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Is it wrong

to want the person you love

to remain the same forever?

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So many souls,
voices crying out.

See me!

Hear me!

Feel for me!

Will others pause their journey through this crowd, in this busy world,

long enough to notice you,

one human being, among the

poets,
singers,
writers
artists,
actors
dancers,
and performers,

whom chance has revealed,

as you vie for the attention of a kindred spirit?

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Why am I not content
to leave well enough
alone?

Perhaps some day,
when I grow up,
I can do those things
you do so well?

And then,

gentle admonishment from my distant Grecian friend, whose works I so admire from afar,

(with perhaps a little mutual admiration society…)

“You paint so well with words,
you probably all-ready paint so well,”
she says.

*  sigh  *

I guess until I grow up,
I’ll just have to paint by number,
first with words,
second by color.

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Spring Green

There is something about the Spring-green color of leaves

which brightens the eyes

and energizes the soul.

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Every once in a while an Indian (read American Indian) will give a friend or family member a nickname. Sometimes these names are given just for fun, other times they are given to help that person be humble. “Dances With Wolves” comes to mind.

I actually know some of my aunts and uncles by their nicknames: Ishky, Bunny, and Boogens are three.

I told my wife that I finally figured out what her Indian nickname was.

“Well, what is it?”, she asked.

“Too Many Pillows”, I said.

She laughed… because she knew it was true.

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Planetary full October moon,
radiant translucent through your veil of attendant cirrus clouds.

Setting upon the throne of your horizon.

Queen of the night star skies,
just before your transfer of power
to your husband, the sun.

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Nothing compares to listening to the gentle susurrus of the rain outside

from the warm comfort of my bed,

first thing in the morning.

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