Category Archives: Poetry
Not a skill
Conversation is not a skill Like driving a car Many driving actions need to be Ingrained So we can act in an instant Conversing takes an ever new We Ever present Ever conscious of Everything The only ingrained is Moment … Continue reading
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Cannot be unwritten
The poem cannot be unwritten :- Doug.
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A way I am not
A way I am not I am a way To a way :- Doug.
Engaging is loving
Engaging is loving :- Doug.
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A new person every day
A new person every day Mom is Can I meet her afresh? :- Doug.
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A Mom is a terrible thing to waste
A Mom is a terrible thing to waste :- Doug.
What does he like to do now?
What does he like to do Now? Meet Dad anew :- Doug.
Campfire mode
Campfire mode Poetry mode One digs deep within The other flies beyond outer reaches Both modes find the same sea In our reflections We see more clearly :- Doug.
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We flare up, we flame
We flare up, we flame for an instant and then we are snuffed out by a stray breeze The part of us to live on is the brightness or what we are able to light Maybe our fractal tongue a … Continue reading
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Parkinson’s unbearable, faithful
Thinking, thinking, thinking And my left thumb the only remains After Parkinson’s Pain too: unbearable, faithful I am so trapped I do not ask To whom I can offer my Thinking, thinking, thinking This would give purpose to my days: … Continue reading
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Woman, 92,
Woman, 92, Strong mind, strong will, Body visibly frail Why do we get the disease of Living too long? :- Doug.
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The life unsolved
The life unsolved Businesses want to solve everything As if life, my life, were a problem As if every problem had a solution To get exactly what you pay for Means no more lagniappe No mystery, no silence, no life … Continue reading
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Walking beside
Walking beside is my work walking into our outside :- Doug.
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If we could travel to the stars
If we could travel to the stars and when our grandchildren in the 17th generation reached the place, the stars might not be there any more. For what we see as the stars is the light of eons ago, a … Continue reading
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What is holy?
What is holy about my work? :- Doug.
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This is holy work
This is holy work, sacred. What makes it so? Bringing us together, opening. :- Doug.
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