Category Archives: Poetic Musing (Longer Poems)

PEOPLE MAKING SENSE

People. Making sense. Making nonsense. Making sense out of nonsense. Nonsense out of sense. Nonsense out of nonsense. . . and when we’re really really lucky, at our best, we’re making sense out of somewhere hidden sense. When we make … Continue reading

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HOCUS POCUS. NONE SUCH, UNLESS. . .

Hocus pocus. . . There is none such that you can name or see or feel or touch– Unless you count the simple power our upright bodies and our rippled, wriggly, winding brains have to truly focus. If we’ve got … Continue reading

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IF YOU WANT TO KNOW THE OTHER

If you want to know what another person is about, listen and watch. Observe, observe, observe. Respect, respect, respect. And love. Love always first. And in your quest to know, of this or that acquaintance, stranger, kith or kin, or … Continue reading

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MOTHER, MONARCH, AND DEFENDER OF THE WAY

The woman– she had seven sons. SEVEN sons. Last killed. First tortured. 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, though there was wicked testing of her strength and will, she lost them all, down to the youngest one. All knew they … Continue reading

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SATURDAY– RECHARGE!

Saturday. Recharge. Watch out today!– For, freed up spirits roam the low and high ways the plains, the valleys, towns and cities, thoroughfares and by ways, brightened up to call the workaday gray world’s bluff and claim for love (and … Continue reading

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BE CURIOUS

Come on. . . life is very, very curious. Be curious about it. Your deepest thoughtful inquiry can in no way be spurious. . . nor, if brought with your heart most sincere, will it prove to be injurious. . … Continue reading

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WHEN YOU’RE SURE YOU CAN’T

When you’re sure it’s really you who can’t, your wherewithal is poor, the sense of it makes you so blue you cannot even rant or throw a tant rum one down, nor none such stuff, those damned thoughts, emotions so … Continue reading

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