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Lament Of The Ninety Nine Percent

beginning a slow re-post of work I'd deleted during my last dramatic departure, and this experimental piece feels especially appropriate to the current political climate ...
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Pity The Badger Baby

A sonnet-like poem about the forgotten victims of the Middle East wars where spent uranium shells were used on the battle-field - the media-silent horror of the uranium babies. The badger baby was born to agony with red eyes and black and white skin.   Pity The Badger Baby   From these foul creatures you desire release, That thereby media dross shall hide your lies, But as the reaper will by time decrease, These ghastly ...
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For Whom This Bell …

A piece that people enjoy when performed ...
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La bestia política

Mister Trump, it's been said may not be right, in the head. But Doctors say (though in his pay) a fine old man, PHYSICLAY ...
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/ / Poetry / 2 Comments on La bestia política / 15 words / NEW! /

Speak the truth

‘Good morning all of you! A warm welcome to the Organization.’ ‘Good morning Sir.’ ‘No, no, please don’t call me sir; just because I am facing you from the wrong side of the table doesn’t make me your sir, and you are definitely not my students. We are all colleagues, although I understand you have all come straight from the campus and are still smelling college, but here, right from the word go, you are ...
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Chapter 07: Schimrian

Chapter 07 of the City of Gargoyles: the second book of the Light-Father trilogy. A door opens to admit the only living abbot at the Great Abbey:    Chapter 07: Schimrian        “You wanted to see me, Eminence,” Abbot Camus said wearily as he entered the Great-Abbot’s Gothic and high vaulted chambers on the top floor of the Great Manse. There were candles burning in various recesses and on the desk but the bulk ...
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Haiku for fun

because we need more! ...
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Strain

It seems someone has plucked all the flowers from my garden. Yesterday before going to sleep I left the garden full with beautiful buds of Jasmine, Hibiscus red, blue and white, Lilies with their hues, Roses, Chrysanthemums, Lotuses, Daffodils, Dahlia, but now they are all taken away! There are no signs on the ground, is it possible for any one person to tonsure the garden in this way I wondered. With gates wide open, a ...
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A Matter of Luck

Luck can come in many forms, be careful not to abuse it ...
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Your Good Friends, The Joneses

Musical version of an earlier poem about false friends who undermine you.   Your Good Friends, The Joneses They say you should keep your friends close to you And hold your enemies in your arms Well, I don’t subscribe to this point of view ‘cause false close friends do real harm   These are your good friends, the Joneses   All wine and smiles at your front door   They breathe out shadows in your hallway                ...
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DAILY RITUAL

Intro: I am woken up at midnight and put on a flight. Received at the airport, I am taken downtown in a van. From there to my destination on a bicycle. I get to repeat this everday. Who am I? forms the rest of the story!  ...
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Detrimental Accessory

just an early pome what I wrote ...
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A Prayer Left Unsaid

Intro: A deep felt desire for the young ones to grow at a pace we all grew in, enjoying other things along the way and thinking, observing, learning, un-learning, doing by themselves, with their own refreshing ways and means, originality intact. Wish we adults tampered less with their growth. A prayer on behalf of all the young ones!  ...
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The Invitation

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Does Truth Ever Die

Intro: A thought followed by a question had been troubling the poet for quite sometime. Sets about to find the answer and comes across many substantiating facts that confirm his belief. No matter how falsehoods are spreading with ferocity, aided by money and muscle power, Ultimately, "Truth Alone Triumphs"!  Does Truth Ever Die Does truth ever die? Or a lie can one buy? Why does truth often get eclipsed, While lies rule the roost, leaving ...
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In League with Eagles

Intro:  One fine winter morning the writer is audience to a spectacular display of manouevres by an Aquila pair. As they play out their parts, leading their daily life with their family the writer gets to take home a lesson. How to live life on an even keel, devoid of herd instinct or gender bias. Living life real time, shedding all falsity.  Image:  Gomathi Mohan In League with Eagles Cerulean skies, Sun bright, warm and ...
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Three linked Haiku – matters of the soul

soul has no gender knowing only all metta seeking nothing more soul has no ego knowing all is unity finding nothing more soul has no hatred knowing all are connected no love in self hate ...
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Collaboration

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Chapter 06: Duct Rats

The young Children of Exodus begin their weeks of hiding in the Great Abbey as Surl's prescience grows - from the City of Gargoyles - second book in the Light Father trilogy    Chapter 06: Duct Rats   Surl halted as a death’s-head moth fluttered frantically in front of her face. She turned to follow it and beheld in time the knife thrust that would have killed her instantly. The eight prisoners they had freed ...
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