Dedicated to those
Who believe their own hyperbole
Rounding the edges with sandpaper
Emery boards of diamond dust
Redefining borders
Ignoring innate apprehensions of history
For the sake of their own place
In the sand-drifts of destiny
As Armageddon draws a line
Encampments of the disenfranchised
Awaiting the proximity of fate
Riding on the hyperbole of others

5/21/19
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Forty miles to go
Sunny day to share
Start and stop
Signs often flop
Company profound

Finding food to eat
Lots of stuff to see
Roads to try
Not knowing why
Getting lost and found

Silly things to find
Happy thoughts compare
Hills to climb
Goals are refined
Calories rebound

Looking over things
Books to skim galore
Bric-a-brac
Don’t miss a rack
Clothes to try renowned

Perfect finds in store
Seeking a new home
‘Til next week
When hide and seek
Memories compound

5/25/19

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He watched the rain
As it washed away the snow
And felt an emptiness for the earth
That transcends reality

1/20/19

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The line of evergreen trees
Paraded in the sunset
Offset by the piercing highway
Following the path to the end

Breaking away from the crowd
They remained in silent understanding
Breathing each other’s essence
In a timeless momentum

Longing for a single pathway
Leading through the forest of emotions
In a garden of gilded fantasies
Thawed by the rays of passion

The final memory of tomorrow
Written on the feather of fate
Held in the palm of forever
Wrapped in a golden band of love

Faith has no boundaries
Parallel lines drawn on a grid
Parameters circumscribed by time
Space divided into quadrants
Floating in new dimensions
Through quantum reality
Phantasmagoric illusions
Steeped on a platter of platitudes
Of today and tomorrow
In a paradoxical state
A pantheon of importance
Holding the self-righteous
And the self-esteemed
Forever in their egoism
Parading toward their own destiny
Leaving shadows in their wake
Reinventing the future

5/21/19

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Time stands still
As the process continues
One after another
Proceeding through the alphabet
Opening windows
Sometimes already closed
And yet the process goes on
Forever unfolding
In the hope of reality
Forever seeking
The next enlightenment
A new generation
Longing for expression
As the process continues
And time lingers on

5/21/19

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Hyacinths and helium
And an orange colored sky
Melding into a pool
Filled with goldfish
Laughing like a crimson balloon

A lake of rainbow trout
And a parade of dinosaurs
Riding on the wind
And hanging from clouds
Taking care not to bump each other

An upside-down bicycle
Glued to a table
Handle bars of chrome
Turned westward
Riding in concentric circles

Happy days and happy times
Packed in a picnic basket
Sandwiches and tuna fish
Pared with slices of pickles
Filling an empty cup to the brim

Time remembers everything
In a perfect sphere of lightning bolts
Candy bars and calliopes
And merry-go-rounds galore
To bring joy forevermore

5/20/19


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