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Dream III

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splash’d was my mind
with a whisper
of hue on furlough
of age forgotten
of entities that never were

and when my eyes
yawn’d and left their pillow
strain’d I my intellect
only to remember none of it

and still but a partial play
in a future slumber

Happy Holidays, Everyone!

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Privy Lamp Post

where late evenings

awaken

the shadows

reflections

and whispering silence

of her night life

Ghost Citadel

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within these ramparts
converse the spirits
of fortress life
of defenders
of battles won to preserve that life
of battles lost and lives lost

this magical day
decipher’d their stories
into song across the sky
on the Backbone of Day

Haven of Reflection

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where shadows of thoughts

perceive irenic meaning

and sleeps disruption

Collision of Thoughts Unthinking (09-23)

hear I sometimes
the silent ones
so mischaracteriz’d

how are they?
or why?
to serve
to rule
to just pass time
with me?

possibly
my presuppos’d control
over them
be their way
of regulating my performances
both regular and unnatural

Kandy

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This is an oil painting I gifted to my neighbor, Robert.

His small precious dog is old and slow and
often has to be carried halfway through her walk—
which is just fine with her.

Beak through Creed’s Egg

‘tis there?
there ‘tis today–
after years–
the forces of concrete and prayer
clashing with coincidence–
till shone the holy rock
like a pleasant sun

all because the pleas
were reply’d–
not always to the fullness
of the hope–
but nonetheless reply’d–
that another ear dwelt
in some abstract region

a challenge to a newer war–
being belief enough
versus th’ unsociable sloth,
whose tongue be mostly paper