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Poetic Leanings: Red Molly: "Clinch River Blues"
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Choosing the road less traveled; now where the hell am I? Thursday, October 16, 2014. Red Molly: "Clinch River Blues". Looking for music that captures the essence of the Americana sound? Https:/ www.youtube.com/watch? Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). A Mountainside Field In Maine. An Ode To Sarah Palin. Boardwalks To Walk No More. Country 'Tis Of Thee. Damn, It's God. Designer Dogs And Their Looney People. Dreaming Of Mr. Rogers. Eternal Sunshine Of The Spotless Mind. Fear And Hate Is Jesusland. Antho...
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Poetic Leanings: Poem: Penned
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Choosing the road less traveled; now where the hell am I? Sunday, October 26, 2014. Pen moves with a mysteriousness. Often serving expressive outlet. Sometimes no more than cheap therapy. As words from infinite places. Or musings informed by life’s events. They are all of me, yet not solely. For the words exist in each of us. I have chosen to transcribe snippets. Here are a few. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). A Mountainside Field In Maine. An Ode To Sarah Palin. Boardwalks To Walk No More. My Life a...
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Poetic Leanings: Poem: Ambiguous
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Choosing the road less traveled; now where the hell am I? Saturday, June 6, 2015. Sit here quite anonymous. Don’t tell me it’s preposterous. Watched lions hunt rhinoceros (On “Big Cat Diary”). Sometimes thoughts feel bottomless. Rise within my consciousness. Lost in the metropolis. It’s all a vast necropolis. Behold the cold sarcophagus. Comes across as ludicrous. The weight of it is ponderous. One percent of us is phosphorus (Google it! Total friggin’ awesomeness. The world is often monstrous. Three Tho...
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Poetic Leanings: Je Suis Charlie
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Choosing the road less traveled; now where the hell am I? Tuesday, January 13, 2015. It is time to put an end to radical, extremism in all religions. Islam is currently the worst strain, but all three major religions need to keep their beliefs to themselves on a personal level. Http:/ www.huffingtonpost.com/2015/01/12/charlie-hebdo-cover-je-suis-charlie n 6458876.html. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). A Mountainside Field In Maine. An Ode To Sarah Palin. Boardwalks To Walk No More. Country 'Tis Of Thee.
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Poetic Leanings: Selma
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Choosing the road less traveled; now where the hell am I? Saturday, January 24, 2015. I don't know if the movie "Selma" is an Oscar-winning worthy movie, or if its lead actor, David Oyelowo, and director, Ava DuVernay, should win either. Personally, my votes would lie elsewhere. I also wish a powerful, history-based film would have been more true to that history, especially as regards President Lyndon Johnson. So as I left the theater, my hope became that "Selma" might be a movie that is shown to schoolc...
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Poetic Leanings: Poem: Evil's Triangle
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Choosing the road less traveled; now where the hell am I? Tuesday, January 6, 2015. Do not speak to me of holiness,. Wretched and weak, the soul. Of the mindless worshipper;. Following works; myths, illusions. To remind you that you stand for something;. As you inflict upon others divisiveness, fear, intolerance,. This leads me to ask what you follow? A madman who heard voices and was a slaughterer? Or the twisted fabric of stories wound by a malevolent force? Now of bigotry, smallness and corruption.
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Poetic Leanings: Poem: Feline
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Choosing the road less traveled; now where the hell am I? Monday, November 17, 2014. Portrayed as a villain. Until can’t be escaped. Run in the shadows. Nine lives since granted. Cat burglar’s touch. Lacking focus as such. And read Melissa Donovan's poem, Catwoman. On the same subject. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). A Mountainside Field In Maine. An Ode To Sarah Palin. Boardwalks To Walk No More. Country 'Tis Of Thee. Damn, It's God. Designer Dogs And Their Looney People. Dreaming Of Mr. Rogers.
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Poetic Leanings: Poem: Tree Pollen
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Choosing the road less traveled; now where the hell am I? Sunday, May 17, 2015. Trees are a beauty of our natural world. Magnificent forests through their growth are unfurled. Needed for life in multitude image. Landscapes of greens as a picturesque visage. For three weeks in spring they’re my most mortal foe. When tree pollen falls and soft breezes blow. Tree reproduction produces miserable condition. Nothing relieves whether pill, drops, physician. Eyes start to itch ‘till I rub the skin red. LeBron Ca...
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Poetic Leanings: Poem: Jerusalem
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Choosing the road less traveled; now where the hell am I? Friday, November 7, 2014. Dogmatically driven to irreconcilable distance. In these matters of faith forms an irreverent resistance. Doctrinaire preaching, clarion calls. Exclusion of reason this extremism falls. Formed a practice in derivation to cede. Piety lost to humanity’s “need”. Pieces of dirt, pieces of stone. Mounts, mosques and temples. Over flesh, blood and bone. All come together in an apex of violence. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).