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Now I have released the Beast

I send it forth

Tail whipping; teeth snatching

the old

the young

running

thither and yon

until thaumaturgically charged

it breaks forth

Lightning striking

red slash/

and lo

flashing

black and gold

until thaumaturgically charged

it knows....

Peace

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Our Children’s Timeline

Time has meaning to everyone,

We may be nestled within our own

Quarter of the globe,

But time is everyone’s meaning

For we don’t know,

Can never grasp the sense

Of how long we each last

Upon this world.

            Time, presents

Depths to write futures and

As humans we hope ascend

The days that history ta...

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NOW, PEACE

Peace across the skies, across the continent, for now.

Across all those people, all those faces, all those minds and lives.

Many millions died for that peace, now only fragmented memories

gone forever, forgotten by this generation but remembered by

God and Satan. All the blood has dried into the cracked earth and

the guns are silent as we trust our...

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NICE POEM

Black and orange butterfly flies zig zag pattern over a river dodging speedy dragonflies, low over the water at mad angles. Sense of speed beyond all else. Movement pure and simple. Past dragonfly territory, over the rocky river bank. Looking, searching for what? Something. What?

Feel a little tired. Land on a rock to rest, blur of flapping wings before a halt. Nice to c...

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HOW WE DANCED
Around and round we danced in an exotic Asian club to pounding alternative music. Who said they couldn’t party? Like it’s their, our, last night on earth. Little did we all know that this prophecy was true? One night if fun with a Taiwanese lady, only dancing you understand. They are not like western ladies. On and on we danced feeling alive, when we kissed it was like fire of t...

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She said that I looked Irish, as we sat and warmed our hands

Beating djembe herding us to sway and stamp and clap

I looked across and through the flames

That sighed and licked up over logs

Into her eyes, in all their eyes

The light: not fading, changed

Scarlet ribbons curling around

Stripes of orange a...

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i will not be scorched
by the flame of another
i shall keep my fire
fueled only by the pure
kindling found deep
within the terrain
of my wooded home


the sun shall bring
enough light by day
and a torch well-lit
shall provide steady
footsteps to tread
the dark by night

[as I search for what
I cannot find or name]

no light save by the moon
...

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