Truth Relative
Secrets are secret
Truth cannot expound
Everything is vanity
No comfort to be found
Truth is relative
or so it is, they say
Life for us is short
no time to dry the hay
What Truth will illumine
Lies would then conceal
with ebony tusks uncover
wounds that would not heal
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Pot Plants
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hapless indulgence
animated silences
quiver
hankered imagination
ambiguous synapses
quibble
each way you turn
each thought you churn
new lessons learn
potted flower plants
line your driveway
mind you don't crush them
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Promises
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Data storage now keeps forgotten memories;
images and words from jubilant revelries.
The clock is a blur of digits these days
and nothing is clear but tomorrow's maze.
So off we go to bury unwitnessed sunsets;
replacing our garden beds with plastic regrets.
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Spendthrift Heart
malingering
along
uncharted frontiers
liquid sorrow
bastes
unformed words
whose crystal
resonant vibrance
reverberates
within
a pilgrim soul
gaze once more
upon your
lint-filled navel
and share
the blossom
of heaving bosom
therein find
a brokenness
with no need of mending
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Crown
step forward
chin up, back straight
onto the stone of destiny
plant feet firm
and remember
step backward
head tilted, brow knit
only in the mind
return to what
brought you here
step aside
shoulders squared, hips lithe
be removed but
be re-placed
the river flows downstream
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MF's Roses are Red
MF: your initials hit me
striking hard - blinding
RosesAreRed - that they are
not all roses are red and
not all things red are roses
MF roses are MF red....
not if you're colour blind
not if you're shot in the head
RosesAreRed - yellow or white
screaming loud - deafening.
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Here we go passing by
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Coal-bright heat
pulsates a primal beat,
this light burns white
in the squalid night.
The windswept fury
in a drunken flurry,
toppled kerosene lamp
leaves the table damp.
Morning slips in sly,
waking the bleary eye;
pollen grain breezes
peddles raucous sneezes.
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Cyber Solitude
there is such heavy quietness.
not even the sigh of a breath
just as the lung collapses again
there is that final hope dawning
though it's darkest, they say
just before the break of day
there isn't more than one heart
not even the murmur of a beat
just a singular knowing inside
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Fifth
the road stays while we move onward
yet connects from our here to there
this life's complications on it unwind
by it we return homeward-bound, trusting:
a trick we learned from Gretel & Hansel
assured that it is safe to venture out
while we move forward, roads stay put
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Darker Solitude
there is such heavy quietness.....
not even the sigh of a breath
just as the lung collapses again
there is that one hope dawning:
thought, is darkest, they say
just before the break of day
there isn't more than one heart
not even the murmur of a beat
just a singular knowing inside
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