Category Archives: Poetry
passing, passing by
We, this era, are caught up in something passing, passing by insubstantial meaning, lasting lasting :- Doug.
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You can see from here
What you can see from here Can it be for the grandchildren Of some good use? :- Doug.
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Weak with tiny orbit
In retirement, in old age, the charge of the corporation, nation, and economy is removed from us. We no longer make decision in millions or hundreds of thousands of Dollars and hundreds of jobs. In what ways then is this … Continue reading
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Shimmering leaves
Shimmering leaves flowing wind our spirits carry through one another if :- Doug.
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As we fall through time?
What happens to us as we fall through time? What do we happen to—and whom? :- Doug.
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Live with pleasure among
To live with pleasure among and affection for :- Doug.
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Beings we did not make
To live among senior old people to live among infants of any species to live from mystery these are beings we did not make powers we cannot comprehend :- Doug.
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You spent your life as an adult
You spent your life as an adult working for others concerned with volume and price Now is a time your elder years to see to weal, fertility, wholeness, life for the grandchildren of all the grandchildren :- Doug.
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I go to the tourist bureau
I go to the tourist bureau (could be any place) not for these young people’s knowledge but their experience and of experience what is the human value? :- Doug.
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Take care there be no waste
Take care there be no waste of old nor young nor middling of land nor food nor compost :- Doug.
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Maybe I am writing a book
Maybe I am writing a book Maybe I am writing a life Maybe I am :- Doug.
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Fishing in deeps
Tell the story of our unutterable joy in telling fishing for what swims in deeps :- Doug.
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At 16 and 66
At 16, adolescence at 66, essence :- Doug.
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Elder us to open
Elder us to open to the heart of the matter :- Doug.
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Hold not O elder
Hold not O elder Give with open hand Dream the big dream Imagine for us pull us Toward highest and best :- Doug.
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Little melody
Little melody echoing long traces from both ends of the valley :- Doug.
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