Don't Weep for America
Don't weep for America,
For the world that was-
It was always more an idea
Than a place;
Always more an ideal-
With grace.
Don't weep for America;
It will rise again,
Some other place,
It will all begin:
It was an idea ahead of time,
Earthly heaven by man's design.
Don't weep for America;
Some things must fail,
And be rebuilt
With brand new nails;
Don't weep- keep looking
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Reviled Did I Live
Reviled did I live, said I,
As evil I did deliver
Never odd or even-
Live not on evil.
Reviled did I live, said I
As evil I did deliver
Live was I
Ere I saw Evil.
Reviled did I live, said I
As evil I did deliver
Live on no evil-
Evil I did live.
Do Good's deeds live on?
No, Evil's deeds do, O God
Now evil, I've won
Name now one man
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You've Given New Meaning Even to Pain
You've given new meaning even to pain:
Pain now comes in colors and hues
And the only pain now worth disdain
Is the pain didn't come from you...
Pain that has another source
Than you; your words and deeds
Is the minor pain than yours, of course
For upon all others, your pain feeds...
If given a choice of which to choose
The choice would be quite clear:
The best pain will craft the deeper bruise-
And that must needs be yours dear...
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Bad Poetry Makes Me Ugly
Bad poetry makes me ugly:
Look, each line, a cliche
Each blemish, a simile;
My smile grows more bitingly smug
With each overzealous superlative.
My raccoon eyes are ringed
By metaphorical self delusions,
Badly performing alliteration-
All improvisations of incompetence;
And then the clash of symbol, deranges all thought.
Choose only the wound that is in your heart
That you would earnestly enlarge upon,
Steadfastly ignoring all the others.
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Russian Dolls
The waves are flowing out to space
Carrying the loveliest of human beauty,
And the most sorrowful mysteries of mankind
Into the ether and the farthest reaches:
Angelic voices and holy chords
Television, radio, and x-ray
A swelling wave of human ingenuity
Never stopping on its way
Back into the universe beaming
Goes the love we were vested with
Love converted once again
Into cosmic radiation
To help ignite the new creations
Incipient explosion.
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The sky is but a tall ship
The sky is but a tall ship;
And the clouds invisible sails-
When I catch that wind,
When I catch that wind.
Storms can push a vessel aground;
And life isn't really the holy grail-
Then you catch that wind,
Then you catch that wind.
Don't worry about the setting sun;
If you lost or if you won-
Just reach your hands up to the sky
Until you've learned the way to fly,
And you'll find, once you catch that wind,
The sea of sky won't ever end.
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Baby be mine
Baby be mine;
Sip dandelion wine,
Condense all the lines:
Slow down time
If a single chord ran through our lives,
Baby would you be all mine?
Baby be mine;
Our hearts we'll bind,
Out of sight and mind,
The hours unwind
If a single chord ran through our lives,
Baby would you be all mine?
Baby be mine;
Loveliness we'll find,
And on beauty dine-
Leave lonely behind
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Fire and Dust
To fire and dust, ran my Father’s veins-
His sudden tempers, fast to wain,
Considered judgments, swift but sure;
Against stray pathos, well immured.
Fire and dust, through all his days-
Meanings strict as he would say;
Toward logic, reasoning flowed his mind,
With love, the tension to unwind.
How I miss the fire and dust of him,
And miss the years, now memory’s dim;
As diamonds hide their humbler sides,
Their closed channels, to abide.
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Keep Shining
Heaven and earth will not change places
Birth and death will not change time
But time will leave its mark on faces
And the stars will bravely shine.
Life and dreams will not be hollow
The thing that's lost, yet we will find
We will not stray if we but follow
Close to the stars that bravely shine.
A man will learn to search inside him
For what, at birth, was left behind
All his days, his own heart to guide him-
Within, without, the brave stars shine.
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Every House
Every house has a sun and moon,
And a little porcelain cup,
And a little silver spoon;
Every house has laughter and pain,
And feels the kiss of a needed rain.
Every house has a pet or two,
A cat in the tree,
A dove that coo;
Every house has a little mouse,
Lives in a hole he never comes out.
Every house has a window or two,
And some grass and trees,
And a sky that's blue;
Every house has a child that dreams,
As he plucks at raw reality's seams.
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