Category Archives: Poetry

Normal’s not for me

After covid back to normal’s not for me we can be, better :- Doug.

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Playful the poet

Playful the poet turning ear downside up better: startled by an ear running off on its own way-words :- Doug.

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Artfully artfully

Make yourself of use to the grandchildren artfully artfully with joy with fixation :- Doug.

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idiom poetic

Ancestors united their idiom poetic :- Doug.

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Ancestor activism

Poetry ancestor activism :- Doug.

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End of the thread

Do what good we can, have eyes on the grandchildren, all the while knowing we are in the middle act of a tragedy, or at all events, an epic with an ending. We may even be close enough to catch … Continue reading

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when humans are no more

Paradox this being human a joy and pain gone when humans are no more :- Doug.

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icy fingers

Cold and bright skies greet me with icy fingers :- Doug.

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muddles bubbling along

Let’s learn to love our loose ends muddles bubbling along :- Doug.

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Cannot yet know

I write now of what I cannot yet know :- Doug.

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Simply to die

Simply to die not so simple :- Doug.

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Long rangers

Elders are not our wise ones but our long rangers ;- Doug.

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the human circle

Put yourself into the human circle :- Doug.

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You who come after

You who come after Carry this work further :- Doug.

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frog plops

Who wonders stays incomplete out of sight frog plops :- Doug.

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bell we can almost ring

A better humanity a bell we can almost almost ring reach reach for the string :- Doug.

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In line for vaccine

For ten months I’ve escaped my routine And just now I’m in line for vaccine I’ll stick out my arm And get the new charm So what have I learned in between? :- Doug.

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