Category Archives: Poetry
Too many words!
Too many words! More conversation please. :- Doug.
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Goes round
Life is love is conversation is life… :- Doug.
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Conversations
The breeze is communing with the leaves the leaves gathering the spring sun the birds calling out “It’s here! Come play!” :- Doug.
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With cell phones a new quandary–
With cell phones a new quandary— What is here, what is there? :- Doug.
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You create puzzle
You create puzzle For me to discover you Thinking—both delight! :- Doug.
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Wind’s conversation
Wind’s conversation We are :- Doug.
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To live well
Here the purpose is To live well Together Where can we Say this See this Today? :- Doug.
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Think of a day when
Think of a day when You had nothing to do Other than breathe :- Doug.
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Go further, sons and daughters
Go further, sons and daughters of my sons, than I have gone: release the skies, release the stars, release the divinity only you can. Now: before you are ready. Then invite the daughters and sons of your daughters and sons … Continue reading
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Can we ever say?
Can we ever Say all we wanted to say? Hear well enough? :- Doug.
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Demented lives matter
Demented lives matter The voices which have no sense Need hearing by us, somehow If we embrace these Can we live in peace? :- Doug.
marking time?
Is old age simply marking time Until you die? Or is it making of your life A work of art? Is any day the same? Whatever age? :- Doug.
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Why going without coats?
Why do we want to go without coats this fine first warm day of spring? to feel the touch of the wind, the world? :- Doug.
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the etched terrain
Words are mere maps But you, poet, have walked the etched terrain :- Doug.
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Poetic time
We have poetic time, which is also beyond profane time. It flies, it reaches back, it reaches into our psyches shadowing us. Convergent, divergent, snaking, devious, and straight on to the core, coeur, corps. Few and fewer words to say … Continue reading
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Story time
Here’s another time: story time. It is beyond clock time (profane time). Story time stands still. It might actually go back and forth, and in 360 degrees, don’t you think? It brings the future near, obliquely. It harvests the day … Continue reading
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