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Blowing in the Wind
November 06, 2024
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The Fall of ‘25 has arrived.
Student unrest is fomenting,
Across institutes of higher learning,
Just as it was three score years earlier,
When the Answer was Blowing in the Wind🎶
The Democratic norm has been broken.
A Supreme Court adjudicates to coronate,
Lies and misinformation permeate,
Conspiracy theories propagate,
Hate groups congre...
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The Silent Sentinel
August 04, 2024
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Just outside a picketed wood fence,
Stands an unassuming witness tree,
Stately and straight at 70 feet tall,
Providing annual summer shade
Across many years past,
For a family of five.
Casting the sad shade of the
Final moments, of a beloved
Spaniel, seized by a brain spasm.
But glad shade was there too,
When two forest fawns nuzzle,
And...
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Profound Questions
May 05, 2024
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She felt it. A Presence.
Something no longer of this time.
That has come, only to observe.
Far away in the distance,
Train carriage wheels,
Roll along steel tracks,
With their rhythmic, thumping cadence.
Overhead, geese in chevron flight,
Announce they are headed home,
As their honking melody fades into the twilight.
Soon, a canine howl p...
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Tears of the 20th Century
February 04, 2024
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Somewhere, presently,
the legs of a butterfly
spread gently astride
a creature’s head as it
siphons turtle tears
for nourishment.
A symbiotic embrace,
accepted with grace,
and understanding,
by the ancient and
plodding reptile.
Fighter planes called Zeros,
With bright crimson-red
Circles on their fuselage,
Swoop down on an unsuspect...
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The Tenuous Line of Life
November 02, 2023
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-Today-
(the grind)
There a vision of myself stood,
Pondering the ocean’s horizon,
My boot-heels sinking imperceptibly,
Into the soft sucking sand,
As the giant bladed machines,
Slowly whirled before me,
Generating energy for all the world
To grind through another day.
Senseless war continued to escalate,
Across this Atlantic Realm, for...
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Be A Tasha Tudor
August 02, 2023
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Hey you, the Everlasting Fool!
What are you doing?
Why are you not celebrating the
Joy of all Life, including your own,
Each and every moment?
Instead, there you are, riding
On top of your lawn mower,
Powered by an internal combustion engine,
Sputtering out loud obnoxious exhaust fumes,
Cluttering the atmosphere with
More greenhouse gases...
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Full Moon Flyer and Friends
May 11, 2023
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Deep dark gliding,
Came Little Walter.
To moon-dance among
The seeds of the sun,
Arranged by Big Walter,
So carefully as daylight begun.
The dawn of a new day and
Woodrow arrives all red-bellied,
His scarlet scalp gleaming,
A mosaic feathering of black & white.
Landing vertically to side-eye
For amber nuggets of suet.
Off he flies wit...
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"Ditz"
January 06, 2023
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“Ditz”, was proudly carried as his moniker.
A tale of life, worthy of telling,
of a troubled, humble, man.
Haunted by demons, of not quite his own devise.
Navigating a 65-year, eventful twentieth century life,
Beginning with a family devastating pandemic.
Falling ill as an infant to this third wave of
Deadly influenza but surviving.
Yet, to...
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A Tale of Two Eyes
October 05, 2022
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On the Holiest day of Twenty One,
A giant 256” Space Eye is launched into a
Cold, dark, vast, expanding, singular Universe,
To a suspended state a million miles
Away from its home of birth.
Its inner structure unfolds like a Monarch Chrysalis,
To Peer back in time, to lost, ancient beginnings.
A tired old astronomer is bemused by it all,
Re...
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From Lonely Ivory to Orange Rage
May 20, 2022
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There is nothing more,
that can be said,
Or done,
To save us, and our fellow creatures,
from ourselves, and our rendezvous with destiny.
We can only grieve, for a soon to be, lost world.
The quest for palm-oil plantations is relentless,
Beckoned onward, by cosmetics,
and processed food consumption.
The sound of heavy machinery permeates...
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The Stoic Starling - A Life Lived
September 10, 2021
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Wounded he Arrived.
But, he carried on as best he could,
Almost cheerfully with his life.
Eating, Drinking, and Bathing
Enthusiastically in a splashy pool of water.
A daily visitor, he hobbled on each step,
Balancing on one healthy right leg,
The other lifted and withered.
Flapping his wings awkwardly to steady himself,
On the flat feeder...
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A Leap of Faith Into Destiny
May 15, 2021
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Kaplunk!
What was that woodland sound?
Simply,... the Sound of Freedom,
To explore the forest floor,
To drift amongst the fallen timber,
To climb the low hanging branches,
To practice the art of flying.
A Primordial Calling, an irresistible force,
that pulls all creatures toward their destiny,
has driven a juvenile owlet out from the
secu...
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Hatch, Match, & Dispatch
September 22, 2020
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Here, today...
In the chilled dawn air,
The sun arises,
And with it,
The autumnal equinox arrives.
The juvenile bluebirds come
Early for their morning meal,
As their parents did months before.
The last of the ruby throats buzz through,
Before their long journey southward.
As time drifts onward,
And the observer observes,
The natural cyc...
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In Search of Sharpshooters On Video
September 17, 2020
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The following is a somewhat contemporaneous rumination of my participation in the movie “Gettysburg”, written one and a half years after the filming of this popular Civil War movie that was completed in the early Fall of 1992 (Released October 8, 1993). The cast of characters in the movie referenced to below were played by:
Colonel Joshua Chamberl...
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Only If This House Could Talk
July 16, 2020
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It is the summer of the third year
of The War Between the States.
And a white clapboard house sits on a wide flat hill,
With a budding oak tree firmly rooted nearby.
The hilltop overlooks the Gwynns Falls,
Just a bit out of range,
for a heavy artillery shot from the Baltimore harbor.
Strategically situated a half mile away from the house,
S...
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The Poet-Provocateur
”The Man who sees well beyond the day-to-day Bullshit”
~ D. W. Orr
“To see clearly is poetry, prophecy and religion, all in one”
~ John Ruskin
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