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Poetry — Thoughts In Projection

I might be slow; I might not dance The way you’d like. I might not be your dream; I might not even cry When you want me to. I might be blunt; Sharp if need be And even ignore you

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Poetry – The View

He drew the shutters;  The view was constant. The car park in Smart & Final The busy street; Passing cars; The church steeple beyond. It was not a view he enjoyed. It was ordinary, mundane. That’s not what he had

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The Guy In The Glass

  When you get what you want in your struggle for pelf, And the world makes you “King For A Day”,” Then go to the mirror and look at yourself, And see what that guy has to say.   For

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Random Poetry

Trampled grass

Squishy soil

Red earth on shoes.

The carpet absorbs it all.

I walk in, barefoot.

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All the good questions have been asked.
Am I my brother’s keeper?
Are you my pork chop?
What’s a guy gotta do to get a drink around here?
I’ve been dreaming about my brother,
who lived on Crete. I dragged him out of the surf,
dead drunk, 150-pound carp, but hairier
& muttering every pariah’s secret,
“I’m a creep. I’m a creep.”
Do dreams begin responsibilities?
Frere Jacques, Frere Jacques, dormez vous?
A squalid rented room,
the furniture shrouded in wax paper.
Who’s to blame? A stupid question.
Brother Jon, Jon, my brother, are you sleeping?

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On Poetry

Poetry, indeed, cannot be translated; and, therefore, it is the poets that preserve the languages; for we would not be at the trouble to learn a language if we could have all that is written in it just as well in a translation. But as the beauties of poetry cannot be preserved in any language except that in which it was originally written, we learn the language. -Samuel Johnson, lexicographer (1709-1784)

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Butterflies and bees

A little bit of this,

a little bit of that,

a little more of this, a little more of that,

you flit like a butterfly

and sting like no bee!

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