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Tag Archives: lies
Good Grief: rimas dissolutas
Good grief! What else did you expect? A world set suddenly to rights, some glibly promised golden dawn, rough places sanded down to plain, and milk and honey handed out to both devout and infidel? Instead, you got a fresh … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, blindness, French verse forms, grief, hypocrisy, lies, poetic forms, rimas dissolutas
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All Possible: a poem of lies
The sky above is never blue, the earth is flat as pie, youth is eternal in the world and villains never cry. True riches can be hoarded, real pain fades by and by, belief is always justified and nothing good … Continue reading
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Tagged absurdity, daily poems, lies, NaPoWriMo, self-awareness, truth
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U.G.
In English, it sounds just the same: a senseless string of words embued with some sense of mystique used to convince and tame you; to teach you follow and not lead; that first impulse is evil. If what you seek … Continue reading
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Tagged gurus, idols, lies, mumbo-jumbo, mysticism, spirituality, UG Krishnamurti
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The hands that write these words tell lies
The hands that write these words tell lies; their range of symbols does not jibe with the instructions they receive and must translate from eye and ear through circuits fixed through years of use to see and hear in certain … Continue reading
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Tagged Henry Miller, illusions, impressions, interpretation, lies, symbolism, writing
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The Shelter of Righteousness
What good was in the world has gone, if we proclaim, with innocence, that justice has escaped our grasp, while our hands show no sign of fight and, at the end of stiffened arms held at our sides, are soft … Continue reading
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Tagged fortune, hypocrisy, language, lies, pity, religion, self-righteousness
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