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Category Archives: my own poetry
I am the Great Khan!
“Wild, blue heaven of pony pounding plains- I swear by the breath of my annihilating name: No man loves the purity of eternal azure Like the Great Khan! May the Sky bless your pain! Grace of arcing sword and gifted … Continue reading
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I read how our Judeo-Christian values are under attack:
I read how our Judeo-Christian values are under attack: Cruz is alarmed that because of sharia, they’re about to crack: “There is a plan, by satanic legal means, to revive the Caliphate, and impose Islamic rule across the land. We … Continue reading
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Grinding
The Mill grinds slowly, Inexorably All our stupid minds. We have no choice but To be Intelligent- Most kind. Print Friendly
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Round with Grace
The sun rises, the sun sleeps. The moon chases to embrace Her lover and become naught. O how round she grows with grace! Print Friendly
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The dawn breeze is full of CO2,
The dawn breeze is full of CO2, And my head aches from cheap wine. Darling bolbol has a sore throat, But the Friend has laughter divine. Print Friendly
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Monkey see, monkey do
Movie on 8-19-19 at 5.14 PM Monkey see, monkey do is the usual banality. Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery. I can’t remember- but how do you wipe your ass? Wait- please forgive me, I don’t mean to be … Continue reading
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Gestapo In The Window
Movie on 8-19-19 at 5.46 PM We can no more escape karma than leap past our shadow: This life is the projection of the mind’s very own gestapo. The secret police document everything. In fact, they script Not only behavior, … Continue reading
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From the very beginning to the very end, the Master
From the very beginning to the very end, the Master Plays with time as he spins the Earth on his finger. All the worlds spin around the Eternal Beloved, and Are madly in love with him- The Divine axis and … Continue reading
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We wait for dawn to reveal the light of your bright face;
We wait for dawn to reveal the light of your bright face; We yearn for your flashing eye, full of mercy and grace. Wrapped in black night, we suffer our dark despair; Soon the Sun will rise and dispel our … Continue reading
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the bird of twilight…
The bird of twilight began to sing to the fading rose; by dawn his pain had brought his complaint to a close: She promises herself only when she is not to be found; and is always busy with others when … Continue reading
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