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04 Jun 2023

in full search of the fallen


there is much left to say
but I find myself muted
somewhere in the woods

I didn’t ask to be here
rather I was called
a voice I thought I knew
eloquent & enticing
reminding me of my youth
or a prior life

having arrived at the region
I was meant to reach
I sit on a metal bench
and wait for the sky to change

the voice has left me
replaced by the stream
the spirit of the sky
descending upon the earth
in the form of parachuters

though not quite rested
I am back on my feet
rewiring the frequencies
in full search of the fallen





june two thousand twenty-three
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10 May 2023
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outliving scarce resources


most care little
about running out of space
there’ll always be a patch
to plant pumpkins they say
always a spot in the wilderness
to build a log cabin

the bigger problem
most everyone seems to agree
is about running of time
at least living on this planet
with its natural resources
dwindling by the minute





may two thousand twenty-three
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02 May 2023

coming & going as they please


something touched my shoulder
perhaps I had been dozing off
in & out of a dream

my eyes flickered
but it was too dark to see
instead heard metallic wind chimes
as if they had just been rewound

whoever was responsible
[for the touching and/or rewinding]
did not show themselves
in fact I started to believe they had minimized themselves
having fled into the woods behind the garden

it was cold out but plenty bright
and when I opened the blinds
the light was blinding
and for a brief moment I thought I saw them

I should have known not to open the blinds
at least not without an approving birdcall
something that had been missing
since before my self-induced slumber

I’m stuck
where I’ve been stuck
for what seems like a fortnight now
this rectangular room seemingly self-sustaining
three sides made of glass
the other w/a singular door

slightly ajar
floral & fauna
completely silent
looking in from the outside





may two thousand twenty-three
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20 Apr 2023
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the rabbit & the fox


one thousand miles behind the sun
darkness closes in
ultraviolet rays
fading in the rearview
a temporary illusion
like the fox giving chase
aided by once elusive tailwinds

though the light is faint
love is in constant motion
one thousand miles behind the sun

the rabbit is not afraid of the fox
its purpose ever changing
the pursuer off in a new direction
one thousand miles behind the sun





april two thousand twenty-three
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14 Apr 2023
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repeating the round trip


when I was born I had no idea
the world population
totaled north of three billion

every single one of them
came NOT from the stork
but from the stars

that’s what they mean
when they say a star is born

today the world population
is approaching eight billion
affirming the fact that indeed
the universe is expanding

I’ve since learned star factories
exist throughout the multiverse
[or maybe I’ve known all along]
& I imagine
I’ll be returning back to one of them
on any given monday





april two thousand twenty-three
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10 Apr 2023

powerless


it is not unbelievable
what you see before your eyes
on the one hand
there will always be abominations
and on the other
unfathomable beauty

where you walk
is what casts your lot
and while some may never see
the goodness of a collective
or the miracles of nature
or the grace of angels
most will find themselves incapable
of inflicting change
where it is needed the most





april two thousand twenty-three
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31 Mar 2023

broadening the mind


man’s inventions
handed down by the gods
original sin having nothing to do
with mother nature
as a child seems to make sense
but when facing danger
is meaningless

I submit to the reality of the day
the eventual decline of
natural resources
exploited & consumed voraciously
in order to selfishly live out
your remaining days
inside a brand new world





march two thousand twenty-three
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29 Mar 2023

silver blue jewel


I repeat myself
at the risk of sounding old
like the toy dinosaur
stuffed inside the davenport
left there as a surprise
by the mischievous one
the one who tells me
this one is a carnivore
that one an herbivore

in the grander scale of things
they’ve not been gone
that long
some coming back to life
in living rooms
backyards & museums
the silver screen
some discovered on
castaway islands

I repeat myself
at the risk of sounding old
— what did you say
we couldn’t hear you —
they plead to be told a story
the one when you were a little girl
and the earth herself
was the size
of a silver blue jewel





march two thousand twenty-three
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25 Mar 2023

to the rescue


the lost
& the forgotten
blinded by the wind
never to return again
repeating the pilgrimage
in the back of my mind

the night
turns into silence
the scattering clouds
revealing new satellites
blinking like a rising star
signaling the next move





march two thousand twenty-three
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21 Mar 2023

think twice


dusk arrives unannounced
followed by cat calls & bird songs
filtering in thru the cracked window

had I not destroyed myself
just before the dawn
did not the moon inform me
you’re finished once & for all

my vision blurred & my voice raspy
the blood in my veins
still flowing freely
I find myself back to life
back to my somewhat former self

at the window I peer past the shade
— there appears the moon
nothing like I remembered
deaf & dumb & barely visible
painted the dullest gray

talk now I say
tell me about this immortality
you had promised
made possible you said
by the hangman’s noose
the very one inside this room
at the foot of the bed





march two thousand twenty-three
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09 Mar 2023

next year’s garden


why would I thin out the lilies
when I can dig out & divide
the bulging bleeding hearts

along the fenceline
wildflowers don’t need
much of anything
save a little attention

in the end all survive the fall
the next property owner
at odds
as to where to start





march two thousand twenty-three
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07 Mar 2023

how she stirred me awake


I mean not to brag
but I’ve buried my past
like seeds of destruction
ashes gathered & scattered
over time germinating
mere inches below the surface

a little girl in the garden
[creating new worlds]
pours pretend water from a red pail
& I find myself mingling
w/the roots of the perennials
mere inches below her feet





march two thousand twenty-three
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01 Mar 2023

the recovery room


the trap door isn’t in the den
it’s in the dining room
an oriental rug
& four leaf oaken table
layered over it

on the table are tapers
a dozen in three candelabra
lit once a month [or so]
in honor of the new moon

inside the invisible space
resides a great spirit
—if you’re tempted
one time too many
you may never be seen again
[just go ask alice]

seated at the dining table
is a good place to be
as long as you have patience
and an appetite
—but if your sobriety
is in conflict with your inner self
it’s highly recommended
to eat in the kitchen





march two thousand twenty-three
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15 Feb 2023
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run for the hills


the perpetual valley
center cut via a thin line
barely meandering
though trickling just fine

cabins are spotted all along the way

I’ve told her it’s too late
for anyone to come back home
let alone her

speculators have become
aplenty lately
and I’m beginning to think
they’re starting to make sense

one day a long long time ago
someone had to have said
this here
this here is the final frontier

little did that someone know





february two thousand twenty-three
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26 Jan 2023
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the tree children


moon swaying over tidal waves
a dream inside a dream
trees planted in the sand
stretching for the clouds
children of the forest climbing
until they’re no longer seen

man-made machines pounding
on the ocean floor
shaking loose the tree children
sending them falling & tumbling
plunging into the ocean
evolving into something new





january two thousand twenty-three
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25 Jan 2023

supernatural disaster


in the forest
and in & around the mountains
a mess of things has disturbed
what was once a vibrant silence
turning a beleaguered rumbling
into a metonymy of fatal casualties
delivered by way of an invisible hand
—the natural order of things
adapting radically
capable of taking out thousands
in one fell swoop





january two thousand twenty-three
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