Aphorisms can be useful tools
When put to use to fix
the broken places .
But when worn in a belt
Around the wasted space
They merely hold us down.
“Look at the glass half-empty
But see it half -full“
Does not change its contents.
A glass filled with lies
Is still poison
To the soul.
Before raising the glass
In toast to the past,
first fill it with truth.
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Winter’s curtain descends.
The autumn lights brighten
Only in the sheen
Of wet leaves
Dropped beneath the gloom
Of dying stage lights.
We move slowly,
Uncertainly,
Waiting
For the brighter glory
Of spring foyers.
We cross bright summer
Corridors and move out
Onto streets
Subdued by cold rains,
Brightened by neon lit storefronts.
False suns.
False promises
Of goods to restore
Our sense of loss.
November, you are too cruel
To darken our days
To everlasting dusk.
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Where pigs fly
And trees walk
The earth churns
And dreams unfold
As nightmares.
What we know as truth
Unravels whole cloth
And comes undone
Baring our naked fears
As nightmares.
And thus, I dream of pears
And manchego cheese
Sliced by the knife of fear
Lower than the gut
Of mankind’s survival.
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One drop.
That is all I am
Among the multitude.
Yet within
that single drop
The multitude resides.
No loss.
No gain.
One drop.
All the same.
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What we hold close to heart
too often can tear us apart.
That at which we only guess
too often leads to excess stress.
Age does not bring wisdom as much
as forgetfulness to all we touch.
Every task breaks apart
with pain in hands and feet and hearts.
Tasks are accomplished at great cost
as we move them along, feeling lost.
It is said that “thankfulness is the hearts memory.”
I say “Forgetfulness is the heart’s cemetery,”
where confusion and loss are allowed to rest
knowing we have done our best;
where mistakes are forgiven
and all we are
is just enough
to feel like heaven.
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One drop.
That is all I am
Among the multitude.
Yet within
that single drop
The multitude resides.
No loss.
No gain.
One drop.
All the same.
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Hiding the details,
heavy mists rise from over-heated earth
thus, we cannot see.
I hide behind
the oligarchs
who hold
true power.
And, thus, I cower.
I hide behind
Their super PACs
where they hold
their true power.
And thus, I cower.
I hide behind
their media outlets
whose talent lies
In the glower of power.
And thus, I cower.
I hide behind
their channeled wealth
washed through the fortress
of my tower.
And thus, I cower.
Coward that I am.
Coward that I.
Coward that.
Coward.
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We live in an age of dinosaurs.
They lumber through
The halls of Congress
The corridors of business
The aisles of churches
The classrooms of schools
The laptops of media.
Lumbering slowly
With a predatory grace,
Assured of their power,
Confident of their success ,
They prey upon those of us
Whom they deem less.
We nip at their heels
At best.
In fear of the coming disaster
And chaos,
They are dying off unaware
Of the changing climate
Of earth,
Of culture,
Of the rebirth,
Of humanity.
They are angry with the increased
Nipping at their heels
As more of us
Draw attention to
Their feats of
Aggression
Domination
Prejudice
And Greed.
Clueless?
Not to what is coming.
Only to their right to control it.
The dinosaur dynasty
is coming to a close.
Prepare now
To survive their loss.
Once they are gone
We mammals,
We progressive growth
Of humankind,
Can expand our range,
Can enhance our world,
Can restore the earth
And it’s people
To what is best
What is beautiful
What is possible
When we work together
Nip by nip.
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