Does Somebody Win?

Doesn’t seem to make much sense at all; win or lose don’t matter in the end. It’s a race that seems too close to call; finish line’s just up around the bend. Doesn’t seem to change much day to day; up or down, they’re pretty much the same. It’s an endless cycle, anyway; good or […]

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Only Our Effort: villanelle

I don’t believe that gods watch us at all, or bother with our lives in any way; only our effort makes or breaks our fall. Perhaps it gives us hope, such folderol, or cheats fear-mongers of their gruesome play. I don’t believe that gods watch us at all. The truth is that no matter who […]

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A Single Blink: triolet

A moment’s span is very little time; a single blink and half of it is gone. Not long enough to make ambition’s climb, a moment’s span is very little time, which makes its wasting quite a solemn crime. On such small pegs, life’s hat is hung upon. A moment’s span is very little time; a […]

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These Three Things: triad

On these three things the world depends: life purpose, effort and one’s friends. The first provides velocity: forward motion, destiny. The second supplements one’s sails when wind and tide desist or fail. The third reminds us to respect those in the world whose paths connect with our own journey, for a while, and share our […]

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(Sub)urban Lawns: toddaid byr

The world is changed each day; each morning sun undoes as it is born. From yesterday it lets the seed we sow grow into what it needs. But what has come before is gone and past; last summer’s fading lawn becomes the mulch that feeds the fresh grass blades that fade so soon from view. […]

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Plain Speaking: toddaid

“You must speak more plainly, sir,” he said, “Most men ignore the complicated. Their jaded minds and souls seek simple things: weak drinks, brutal sports, the understated.” “How much more sad that seems,” I made reply, “to have no dreams than see them all fade. A life made of no attribute but length. I’d not […]

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Come Out, Come Out: terzanelle

Come out, come out! It’s only rain; the world has not dissolved as yet. The clouds will loose the sun again. It sometimes seems hard to forget that darkness does not rule all things; the world has not dissolved as yet. And after all, rain showers bring new growth, and wash away the grime so […]

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