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Author Archives: JRL
The Ride: blues stanza
Fasten your seat belts, we’re off for a ride. All of us living, together we ride. Like it or not, you don’t get to decide.
Maybe we’ll travel and learn to be friends. Could be the mileage will make us all friends. The long journey on which the future depends. Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, blues stanza, daily poems, journeys, poetic forms, survival, travel
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Suppositions: blank verse
There’s no such thing, he said, as what should be;
for if there were, we’d all just waste our time
imagining how other folks should live,
instead of living in the here and now. Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, blank verse, conversation, evolution, poetic forms, time
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Your Feet Know the Way: benison
Your path begins there at your feet; the first move is the hardest one. Until the last step is complete you will not know the task is done.
Along the way, you’ll see the world; you’ll wonder why, and how, and when, and sift through miles of sand, and pearls, each whole day through, and then again. Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, awareness, benison, blessing, choices, destinations, journeys, poetic forms, purpose, travels
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A Song to Sing
One of the things that I fear people asking, that I imagine to be the greatest torture in the world to which I can attest with personal experience in the matter, is “What kind of music do you play?” Ok, … Continue reading
Too Fast, Too Young
When people talk about all the celebrity deaths at age 28, it’s always to ask, “Why did they die so young?”. But as these folks occur among your own peer group, your perspective changes. In my own case, I find … Continue reading
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Tagged art, celebrity, creativity, death, expectations, legacy, music
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Beyond the Sea
If there is a distant shore strewn far across the vast and endless sea from the righteous land where the fascist and power mad make their camps and hawk their wares, that is where you’ll find I’ve pitched my tent. … Continue reading
Posted in Points
Tagged dichotomy, difference, distance, perceptions, separation, solidarity
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A Walk In The Rain
Well, into every life a little rain must fall, and the careful man learns to keep himself dry. Another great line from The Bat (1959) starring Vincent Price and Agnes Morehead – two paragons of the styles of performance they … Continue reading
Posted in Planes
Tagged Agnes morehead, awareness, philosophy, preparation, rain, readiness, the bat, utility, Vincent price
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