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Jan 22, 2014, 6:34 pm


Here We Go



Morning star evening star
And between us not so far
Between them now we are
On a trip across the sky
As how the world goes by
As now one more day is done

Gone where we went before
Bound we found around the sun
Then ending as begun
Here we go around once more
When we begin again
Bound we found around and in

Evening star morning star
As the stars we are



+Steven Curtis Lance



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Jan 20, 2014, 10:18 pm


Happy Landing



A day for such whatever I could weep
I want to be forever never sleep
Nor weep but laugh the better half of me
Or if not half then what there is to be
The rest of me to be the best of me

The best till last the future of my past
I had been waiting for all alongside
Some who could not come along for the ride
But I made it and here I am today
From now on how to live my life my way

Wondering blundering understanding
Having come in for a happy landing



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Jan 20, 2014, 8:04 am


Who Cocks a Doodle



Across the desert cocks are rocking cock a doodle do
And should you cock your head and listen you would hear them too
They walk the talk a doodle do and when they talk the walk
A doodle do then do they ever not so clever no
But they do doodle do like this is it on with the show
When cock a doodle knock a noodle on and on they go

Should someone ask who cocks a doodle you could tell them who
Whoever never knew there were so many though (did you?)
I do because to doodle do is what a cock a does
If I am not mistaken this is how it always was
And I suppose a cock a knows his doodle destiny
Just how he doodle did and does now is how he must be

And he is how they all are somehow each a so and so

A doodle does the best he can to be the man because
He stocks up the world with cocks the any of the many
Cock of the walk on doodle duty done for his booty
Emphatic and dramatic doodle do they multiply
Because when it was not for love then it was for duty
Who doodle does it all night long has done all right thereby

Desert weather birds of a feather doing what they do
Rock a cock a doodle do the many of the any
And I know how it is because though I am not I was
If not a doodle do then pretty cocky anyway
Who though he did his doodle duty yesterday today
Should someone ask who cocks a doodle you could tell them who

Someone who knocks a doodle back so cocks can hear him too
Across the desert knock a noodle cock a doodle do



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Jan 18, 2014, 3:12 am


Toward and Away



The sun goes down through pink to purple then
Darkness follows its light into the night
Through indigo to black and gone till when
It comes back up the other side again
As by its death it reclaims its birthright
Within the balance of darkness and light
When it moves on forgotten but not gone

We worry but it does not hurry for
The sun knows it goes where it came before

So should we know who would then we could see
It go where it was but it does because
Going and coming as it always does
Is how it is now as it always was
And may it be that it may always be
When the day is gone then the sun moves on
To light the world right round all night till dawn

But this is us turning toward and away
Learning tomorrow tonight from today



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Jan 16, 2014, 4:09 am


Hounds



At midnight
A hound by moonlight
Rolling on the ground
Happy hound

Alone with his bone
Lost but found
And all is all quite
Right all round

But brother
Here comes another
His sister
Will he resist her?

Not alone
Where a bone is there
But he will not fight
Not tonight

A hound learns
About taking turns
He is fair
And so they will share

Two hounds on the ground
Rolling round



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Jan 13, 2014, 8:00 pm


Deep Blue



After dusk before dawn rises
Gold sometimes the old surprises
The new with deep blue depression
In an unwelcome digression
An end we go through to begin
Who only fall to rise again
A cold regret to not forget
Though not remember no not yet
Under the tarnished silver stars
The dusty moon and rusty mars

We wonder but we understand
Falling stars should not look down and
Other such practicalities
For falling stars though falling slow
Enough to ask if not to know
Nor miss the opportunities
Of these downward trajectories
Up to the task as we unmask
Unwrap ourselves from vanities
That trap the stars that never fall

Now is forever after all
From dusk to dawn how life goes on



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Jan 12, 2014, 7:46 am


Moon Swing



I look up and see the moon swing
Around itself a ring
Like a wheel of what is real

A ring where anything
Is found around the ring to see
There how anything can be

Nothing but possibility
Reflecting down on me
Now forever after all

Down in my heart I feel
The ring up there writ large sit small
As it turns to everything

I look up and see the moon swing
Around itself a ring
That can bring me anything

When spring comes then by fall
My dawn by dusk so on and on
So I come though I have gone

Now learning as I do
How I am turning too



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Jan 11, 2014, 9:40 pm


The Other Side of Fear



I lost a friend to fear
Seeing now not being here

His mind said too much change
Of the kind my heart would see
Too much too soon too strange
But not soon enough for me
Dusk then with dawn between

Bring on dawn I await
The light fear is afraid of
No right to hesitate
Nothing left for me but love
When dawn knows what I mean

The music after the noise
The laughter after all
Heart and mind in equipoise
The mindful in the fall
Enter winter sight unseen

Spring on the other side
Bringing dawn dusk tried to hide
Springing to life again
Then my friend lost now I win
When I know what I mean

Seeing now and being here
The other side of fear



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Jan 9, 2014, 7:20 pm


Lucky Dogs



The dogs are pretending to fight each other
Sister brother friends who bite each other
In slow motion their devotion to detail
Acted out from tip of snout to tip of tail

Shadowboxing and sparring
Getting it and getting along
Through their canine shadow play

With a will and a skill so strong
That I envy them as they
Shake the ground and it is jarring
But they practice every day

In the desert in the dog star
Their canine choreography this way
Lifetime dancing partners as they are

Out of instinct into the distinction of
Something the lonely can only see as love
Sister brother one to one another
Reconciled but I am still an only child

Unlike me they have someone no matter what
Marisol and Bowser are so fortunate



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Jan 9, 2014, 8:53 am


Forever



When people you knew as kids start dying
You know you will too then you start crying
But when you remember in September
October November then December
You know how you used to laugh together
That they would want you to be laughing too
Bunch of crazy kids now younger than you

Around and around some take the long way
Some not so long along the way today

All through the fall you go through the weather
Before it is gone life goes on and on
To enter winter when the lost is found
The sun that died at dusk reborn at dawn
Crying then laughing all the way around
You ride the wheel till what is real is gone
But that will be never so forever

When we will laugh to see us kids again
Who promised to be friends forever then



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Jan 9, 2014, 12:49 am


As the Crow Flies



As the crow flies as it were
I wish I could fly to her

Into the sunset he goes
And he is like me he knows
The shortest distance between
He goes knowing what I mean

When she sees a crow will she
Know then it might have been me?



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Jan 7, 2014, 3:25 am


Harry



Once I knew one who got away
To be an artist so they say
But to see the self-portrait of
The man before he left for love
Bereft of love is sad all right

We see how bad it was because
The tie around the neck of his
Collar dollar by dollar is
Canine or else a rope to hang
Up human hope and everything

The way all day he wore it tight
He painted through the dark to light
But he made off away one night
Like Gauguin where they understand
Not by the neck but by the hand

He got it and so he got down
Out of his tie out of his head
He got it and got out of town
To paint the out-of-town instead
He got it and so he got out

He got what he was all about
And he is happy now no doubt
Who once was very uptight then
Said "this is now and now is when
Harry paints the out-of-town red!"

He got it and then he got free
Got what he wanted finally
Another but not unlike me
Very glad to be gone today
Harry was one who got away



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Jan 4, 2014, 7:40 pm


Bounce



You know you have hit bottom when
Falling through the universe
All the way down where you begin
Again you look up and then
It finally stops getting worse

Great the fall but that was all
For now at least to your surprise
Your half-full or empty cup
Looks fuller now when you look up
With only now in your eyes

The heaviness of then behind
Buoyed by curiosity
You rise again who seek to find
What remembered in the fall
Spring once was blind to now you see

Opened eyes now realize
That half-full cup will have to do
That looked half-empty to you
Who bounce to rise no matter what
Falling all the way down but

You bounce and when you rise again
Grateful for your half-full cup
You know you have hit bottom then
When the only way is up
And the only way out is in

You know you have hit bottom when
You bounce and then you rise again



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Jan 1, 2014, 11:50 pm


Dog Bless



for Mike Bormann for his birthday



Dog I bless your head
Sleeping on the ground
For the love you give

Nor can God be dead
When I feel him live
When I scratch your ear

In you God is here
His name turned around
To be dog instead

Love can never die
Dog bless us both my
Friend then you and I



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Jan 1, 2014, 7:33 pm


A Dawn Forgotten But Not Gone



Happy New Year



Riding the world through space
Though we are fast not so far
Run round the sun in place
And the place is where we are
The only place to be

Riding the world face to face
With our reality
Running in place but with grace
A sense of humor we
Found along the long way round
Keeps our feet on the ground

And so round and round we go
When now then we are there
We are always everywhere
When it is always now
Though sometimes as then somehow

When at least then we know
How it is now even so
Unless we look back then
When it is now again
Night and day along the way

The sun must set to rise
When tomorrow comes today
As yesterday's surprise
Then we find the lost is found
And now we realize
This is it lest we forget

Mindful how this is it
Finding now the it to get
Getting it getting on
With it through dusk to a dawn
Forgotten but not gone



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Dec 31, 2013, 9:04 am


For my Birthday



A restless rooster or two
A cursory cockadoodle do
A distant dog is worried
Dawn coming on remains unhurried

Stars are spectacular from afar
Cool for the blazing suns they are
Dawn coming on may come what may
Bringing me the present for my birthday



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Dec 29, 2013, 9:48 pm


How We Know



I see the sun rise in the sky
And think why not why should not I
Get up and be too
Transcending the blue?

So up I come to get me some
Reality as I become
Who I am to be
I want to be free

Though I have always been
Just so I know again

It is a mystery to me
How I exist reality
In general when
I wonder again

Measuring the moon from under
Understanding stars I wonder
If I am alone
How much is unknown

And me the lonely one
Am I the only one?

How though I grow old still I love
Now love is all that matters of
All that I have done
Ending as begun

When it is always now somehow
Though I am glad it is not then
At least I know when
I just wonder how

We learn by doing and
We come to understand

And so although we never know
We come to get it as we go
Come and get it good
To be understood

So since we do not know so what?
Why not enjoy what we have got
Having gotten wise
Having opened eyes

By which to see our days
As the now of always

Unknown but understood now so
Unalone and this is how we know



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Dec 28, 2013, 2:37 pm


Why Not?



I see the sun rise in the sky
And think why not why should not I
Get up and be too
Transcending the blue?

So up I come to get me some
Reality as I become
Who I am to be
I want to be free

Though I have always been
Just so I know again



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Dec 28, 2013, 6:13 am


Not (work in progress...)



I wish I were better-looking though I am not
So I have or not by whatever I have got
Not so much but me as such to take what I get
Not forgetting that to get to be is a gift
Itself though unenhanced by nip and tuck and lift

Whenever I might be to be and thankfully
Whatever I do not remember to forget
Whoever said I had to be dead to be free
When however I am seems to agree with me
And with my fifty-nine-year-old reality?

But that agreed the why I am remains unknown
Except to be who writing this remains alone
Not getting any better-looking who recalls
Love once had me looking good to someone somehow
Looking better then but then again this is now

At that awkward age on this awkward pilgrimage
To seek such light as falls before the shadow calls
To claim its awkward frame again but until then
Never mind the why I live love gives me the what
Of whatever sought between the now and never

Though I may wish I might of a Saturday night
Not quite looking wrong and yet not quite looking right
So I have or not by whatever I have got
Before the calling shadow falling for the light
Wishing I were better-looking though I am not



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Dec 27, 2013, 5:41 pm


Poets Smoke Existentially



Why do poets smoke cigarettes?

Let me remind you one forgets
Poets get nervous in service
To the universe and sometimes
As it gets better it gets worse

Reflected in meters and rhymes
And a certain uncertainty
Given our sensitivity
The insistence our art deserves

Existence can get on our nerves
Bad habits at the coffeehouse
Sad rabbits mad about a mouse
And crazy people everywhere

With here and there a cancer scare
Why anyone do anything?

Because of love we poets sing
For love a madman love a fool
And nervous as I light this Kool
In service to the universe

To better spark the dark for worse
May be on the way anyway
So all I can think of to say
Is we do what we can to be

Some more like not to be though we
Poets know it but come what may
Speaking self-evidentially
Writing self-referentially

Poets smoke existentially



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Dec 25, 2013, 12:41 am


Five Points of a Falling Star



I. The Phoenix Winking



Karmic debt from younger days
Crime that pays at the time but stays
Has been burned away like chaff

In the embers I can see
The phoenix turn and wink at me
Thinking what I am thinking

Death and I have had a laugh
Or two at who I used to be
Out of debt without regret

Nor looking back but forward free
To be older wiser me
Death and I the other brother

Understanding one another
Turning like the phoenix winking



II. Now I Remember



Trying to tell myself by trying to tell you
Aspiring to something I too hope someday to do
I write about forgetting and not regretting
Getting it in general and yet without getting
Some things in particular I keep forgetting

When it comes to getting it though I am letting
Go of things forgetting them or trying to and yet
Without even trying remember to regret
Remembering then even better now than ever
The trick to not regret but I am not there yet

To forget without regret no doubt the it to get
But until then somehow between now and never
Because then is then whenever it was or will be
But never is for now is never then you see
Nor do forever then or whenever now agree

The it to get forgetting not regretting will
Be what I remember I will not forget until
When forgetting letting go remembering still
And not regretting but letting go now forever
When how it will be then is now will be again

Because it always is so was and will be when
I remember now albeit in December



III. Second Chance



In the stream of the dream of consciousness
To let go and go with the flow I guess
Is the thing to do speaking as one who
Has earned and learned the hard way more is less
Who let go and is gone who has moved on

I had to go because I had to grow
I had to be asked in order to know
I had to be tasked with life and death so
I could do what I had to do and you
Would be able to read about it now

Sometimes you have to die to find out how
To live like one given a second chance
To stream the dream like Steven Curtis Lance
Who let go to go with the flow I guess
In the stream of the dream of consciousness



IV. Take It



Take a deep breath and make it or break it but take it
No one else knows the answers either though some fake it
All you have to do is ask the questions mindfully
And then is when you and the greatest minds all agree

My suggestion is to question everything you see
With an open mind and leave behind what is unkind
What is unloving and above all leave behind fear
To live for love and always be of the now and here

Know as you go the only way out of this is in
I have no doubt as I went through a lot to find out
The hard way then the way it is when you have to learn
But I got through and so will you who get it in turn

So go on in as though you know into the within
On the never ending journey that ends to begin
Arc like a spark across the dark and then end again
All the way home from home on the way through out to in

Ahead as behind you will find it what you make it
So when something looks like it needs shaking up shake it
No one else knows the answers either though some fake it
Take a deep breath and make it or break it but take it



V. Dust



Not much but dust but dust must suffice
Things once forgotten I remember
Giving advice after thinking twice
Thinking thrice it might be nice to share
Not knowing but taking what I bring
What learned the hard way from everywhere
I have gathered if I bothered to
Write up this my living down for you

As by allusion my illusion
Is exposed I suppose confusion
Is the order of the day but may
Wonderings undertaken for good
Not be mistaken but understood
Despite my quite unusual style
May I be able to help a bit
Maybe a laugh for the hell of it

And maybe a smile to stay awhile
Remembered in your own December



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Dec 23, 2013, 2:57 pm


Santagnostic



Santagnostic but not
Santagonistic about it

Not my time of year but
I would be merry anyway
So I might as well say
Merry Christmas to everyone

And may we all have fun
And friends and food and family
On that we can agree

Though the season is not for me
I still look toward the sky
That night for everlasting light
The heart still knows aright

I understand but wonder I
Want to believe but I doubt it



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Dec 22, 2013, 9:25 pm


Second Chance



In the stream of the dream of consciousness
To let go and go with the flow I guess
Is the thing to do speaking as one who
Has earned and learned the hard way more is less
Who let go and is gone who has moved on

I had to go because I had to grow
I had to be asked in order to know
I had to be tasked with life and death so
I could do what I had to do and you
Would be able to read about it now

Sometimes you have to die to find out how
To live like one given a second chance
To stream the dream like Steven Curtis Lance
Who let go to go with the flow I guess
In the stream of the dream of consciousness



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Dec 20, 2013, 8:55 pm


Solstice of my Winter



Yesterday cold and rainy but sunny
And clear today the weather is funny
Something in the air neither here nor there
Handel's Messiah on the BBC

Winter sunbeam through the window to me
And in the dance of its light I wonder
To see the phoenix spoken by thunder
Whispering here winkingly appear as
A visitation of another kind

Sunbeam through the window find me
Fall and all before behind me

Being revealing to me as it has
Within the grin the skull beneath the skin
Embraces under the faces of those
Like me of we who see alike who chose
Through hope in spite of everything to find
The wonders waiting underneath the snow
Of fate to bloom for us who care to know
What we have known was sown there long ago

Where you and I being alike agree
After awhile to see it as a smile
Through open minds who dare to go behind
The mask to ask to be or not to be
Beyond the door to what we came here for

Sunbeam through the door I enter
At the solstice of my winter



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Dec 20, 2013, 8:00 am


I Remember Now



Trying to tell myself by trying to tell you
Aspiring to something I too hope someday to do
I write about forgetting and not regretting
Getting it in general and yet without getting
Some things in particular I keep forgetting

When it comes to getting it though I am letting
Go of things forgetting them or trying to and yet
Without even trying remember to regret
Remembering then even better now than ever
The trick to not regret but I am not there yet

To forget without regret no doubt the it to get
But until then somehow between now and never
Because then is then whenever it was or will be
But never is for now is never then you see
Nor do forever then or whenever now agree

The it to get forgetting not regretting will
Be what I remember I will not forget until
When forgetting letting go remembering still
And not regretting but letting go now forever
When how it will be then is now will be again

Because it always is so was and will be when
I remember now albeit in December



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