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Vaulting Height Moon View
White Grey, A Soft White Light Peace
Blue Canopy Sky
Sky Vast Vast High Height
Tiny Black Dotted Sky Flight
Wisps, Vaulted Power
Super Blue Cool Dawn
Movement Flashes The New Sky
Dawn Calligraphy
The Red Sharp Shock Orange
Fall Maple Leaves By Hundreds!
All Stop Stark Against Sky
Suburban Landscape Dreams,
The Sky That Would Wish To Be,
Full Floated Fluff Stuff.
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these two are from a writing prompt
“to one who has gone”
Now And Now And Gone,
Hands Held To Head And Screaming
All Tear Born Scarred
Quake; Shaking, Rattling
Rock Cavern Hollow Heart Tear
Wishing Wet Eyes Would Speak
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another darker one
Paper Shreds, Flailed
The Scattering To Empty
When I What Was Once
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an “insomnia” haiku
Lagging Nagging Now
Oh No The Again Again
Laughing Dancing Bones
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from an image of Bryce National Park
Stark Erosion Forms
The Eons Of Slow Sculpture
Sand, Beige And Sweet Reds
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From an image of Ikebana
On The Table Lines Speak
There Content Colors Reply
My Eyes Stopped, Joy!
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from an image of Zion National Park
Soft Red Meanders
The Quiet Life In Corners
Sandstone Beauty Pause
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From the image of a whale and sunset
Gentle Setting Orb
A Whale Celebrates The Sun
Big Happy Boy Splash!
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From the image of a peony:
A Gentle Offering
Open Hands Up To The Sky
This Proud Standing Pink
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Grand Canyon
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Open Vast-Scape Sight
Glorious Red Purple Hue
Thrown Here For Our Eye
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Pond Is Cool Water
There Supported Standing Up
White Flower Smile
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Eyes And Millions And
Tall Trees In The Everywheres
Black Bird Eyes Darting
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Big Big Belly Paws
White Bouncy Ready Peppy
Happy Tiger Day
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this one is from a photo posted in the Photography Tribe
Greens Seek Blues Seek Peace
There! In The Waning Corner!
Blue Rainbow Mushroom
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Bossman comedy ones
Sugar plum sweet joy
The tasks he gives me to do
I love my boss so
Soft flower petals
The words he speaks to me
Gentle Dear Bossman
Gentle Dear Bossman
I Brought My Gun Today
Who Is The Boss Now?
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Black And White Stripes
This Mime Is Driving Me Nuts
Mime Murder Smile-Joy
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White Star Center Dance
Sharp Cool Blue Spiral Primed
Otherworld Pinwheel
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Bird Bird Bird Hop Hop
Peppy Pop Popping Hop Hop
Wind Gust, Glance, Then Gone
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Die Huge Silverfish
Object Of My Frustration
Thwack! I Feel Better
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Water Wishes, Wants
Mixings, Blues, Lines, Whites And Breath
Stop - Satisfaction
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Canvass And Palette
Soft Orange Purple Caress
Sweet Pastel Sky Sigh
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Rose And Dew And Gray
Soft Simple Quiet Morning
A Taste of the Sky
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Sky Deep Sky Blue, Rich
Sand Grass Are Hair Stalks, Rich Lines
Sharp Funk Touches Sky
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Beauty's Lonely Tear
She Waits For One Who Is Gone
Flower Petal wind
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Two Haiku-sketches from a picture inspiration
She Shyly Wishes
While Wondering What Elves Do
Hides Her Face And Smiles
Glowing Living Free
Sunlight Playing In The Field
These Tinies Are Gold
www.fotosearch.com/comp/BNS...PL024.jpg
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That Someday I Might
The Richer Reds Dissolve, Burn Deep
Flame-Licks Tick, Tick, Tick
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Secluded Aqua
Haven From Daily Task's Toil
Water-Peace-Mind-Rest
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comedy haiku
She Surely Knows You
She Tells You All This Daily
You Do Not Listen
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Strong Colors Dancing
Power In Every Breath
Sky As Yellow Fire
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Odd Horizontal
Silly Staring Goat
Curiously Bent Eyes
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Little Bear Mister
Ready To Hug The Whole World
Happy Forest Day
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Take Me Back And Home
To Sleep Among Rose Petals
Dream-Rest In Eden
www.instruction.greenriver.edu/lm...JPG
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Three Thoughtful Tears Today
Slowly, Deliberate, Calm
Broken Bones, Mourning
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Bloated Ugly Puff
Drained Wasted Bold Useless
Another Today
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Quiet Pale Breeze Wafts
Peony's Stinging Sweetness
All-Awed-Stark-Silence
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Scrawny Little Brat
Spawn Of Some Restless Gremlin
Spitball In My Ear
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NY Commuting
Crazy Anger Race To Nowhere
Tick Tick Tick Tick Tick
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Wobbly Baby Walk
Tender Chubby Cherub Cheeks
Blossom Sunrise Smile
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Pale Neck Lifted Back
Awe-Glory Waking Expanse
The Sky Standing Up
www.oursaviorchurch.org/school...lds.jpg
White Grey, A Soft White Light Peace
Blue Canopy Sky
Sky Vast Vast High Height
Tiny Black Dotted Sky Flight
Wisps, Vaulted Power
Super Blue Cool Dawn
Movement Flashes The New Sky
Dawn Calligraphy
The Red Sharp Shock Orange
Fall Maple Leaves By Hundreds!
All Stop Stark Against Sky
Suburban Landscape Dreams,
The Sky That Would Wish To Be,
Full Floated Fluff Stuff.
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these two are from a writing prompt
“to one who has gone”
Now And Now And Gone,
Hands Held To Head And Screaming
All Tear Born Scarred
Quake; Shaking, Rattling
Rock Cavern Hollow Heart Tear
Wishing Wet Eyes Would Speak
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another darker one
Paper Shreds, Flailed
The Scattering To Empty
When I What Was Once
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an “insomnia” haiku
Lagging Nagging Now
Oh No The Again Again
Laughing Dancing Bones
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from an image of Bryce National Park
Stark Erosion Forms
The Eons Of Slow Sculpture
Sand, Beige And Sweet Reds
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From an image of Ikebana
On The Table Lines Speak
There Content Colors Reply
My Eyes Stopped, Joy!
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from an image of Zion National Park
Soft Red Meanders
The Quiet Life In Corners
Sandstone Beauty Pause
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From the image of a whale and sunset
Gentle Setting Orb
A Whale Celebrates The Sun
Big Happy Boy Splash!
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From the image of a peony:
A Gentle Offering
Open Hands Up To The Sky
This Proud Standing Pink
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Grand Canyon
www.aqua.co.za/assa_jhb/n...Arizona.JPG
Open Vast-Scape Sight
Glorious Red Purple Hue
Thrown Here For Our Eye
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www.webpages.uidaho.edu/~rfrey...tus.jpg
Pond Is Cool Water
There Supported Standing Up
White Flower Smile
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Eyes And Millions And
Tall Trees In The Everywheres
Black Bird Eyes Darting
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Big Big Belly Paws
White Bouncy Ready Peppy
Happy Tiger Day
www.babyanimalz.com/images/b...igers.jpg
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this one is from a photo posted in the Photography Tribe
Greens Seek Blues Seek Peace
There! In The Waning Corner!
Blue Rainbow Mushroom
gophoto.tribe.net/photos/f8...925c0d23a9
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Bossman comedy ones
Sugar plum sweet joy
The tasks he gives me to do
I love my boss so
Soft flower petals
The words he speaks to me
Gentle Dear Bossman
Gentle Dear Bossman
I Brought My Gun Today
Who Is The Boss Now?
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Black And White Stripes
This Mime Is Driving Me Nuts
Mime Murder Smile-Joy
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White Star Center Dance
Sharp Cool Blue Spiral Primed
Otherworld Pinwheel
www.hermann-uwe.de/files/im...iew_0.jpg
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Bird Bird Bird Hop Hop
Peppy Pop Popping Hop Hop
Wind Gust, Glance, Then Gone
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Die Huge Silverfish
Object Of My Frustration
Thwack! I Feel Better
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Water Wishes, Wants
Mixings, Blues, Lines, Whites And Breath
Stop - Satisfaction
www.heilmandesigns.com/waterf...2.j.jpg
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Canvass And Palette
Soft Orange Purple Caress
Sweet Pastel Sky Sigh
www.cadtutor.net/ibank/ras...sky-13.jpg
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Rose And Dew And Gray
Soft Simple Quiet Morning
A Taste of the Sky
www.georgeledger.co.uk/images...B&W.jpg
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Sky Deep Sky Blue, Rich
Sand Grass Are Hair Stalks, Rich Lines
Sharp Funk Touches Sky
www.qedata.se/bilder/gall...and-dag2.jpg
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Beauty's Lonely Tear
She Waits For One Who Is Gone
Flower Petal wind
www.duckdaotsu.org/11/LadyXiangsm.jpg
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Two Haiku-sketches from a picture inspiration
She Shyly Wishes
While Wondering What Elves Do
Hides Her Face And Smiles
Glowing Living Free
Sunlight Playing In The Field
These Tinies Are Gold
www.fotosearch.com/comp/BNS...PL024.jpg
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That Someday I Might
The Richer Reds Dissolve, Burn Deep
Flame-Licks Tick, Tick, Tick
www.gladlylearn.com/Flames1024.bmp
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Secluded Aqua
Haven From Daily Task's Toil
Water-Peace-Mind-Rest
www.indodaman.com/images/Th...erfall.gif
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comedy haiku
She Surely Knows You
She Tells You All This Daily
You Do Not Listen
www.americansforprosperity.org/in...jpg
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Strong Colors Dancing
Power In Every Breath
Sky As Yellow Fire
static.flickr.com/29/678109...82d2_b.jpg
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Odd Horizontal
Silly Staring Goat
Curiously Bent Eyes
www.shoreshheritageranch.com/pho....JPG
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Little Bear Mister
Ready To Hug The Whole World
Happy Forest Day
imagecache2.allposters.com/imag...s.jpg
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Take Me Back And Home
To Sleep Among Rose Petals
Dream-Rest In Eden
www.instruction.greenriver.edu/lm...JPG
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Three Thoughtful Tears Today
Slowly, Deliberate, Calm
Broken Bones, Mourning
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Bloated Ugly Puff
Drained Wasted Bold Useless
Another Today
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Quiet Pale Breeze Wafts
Peony's Stinging Sweetness
All-Awed-Stark-Silence
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Scrawny Little Brat
Spawn Of Some Restless Gremlin
Spitball In My Ear
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NY Commuting
Crazy Anger Race To Nowhere
Tick Tick Tick Tick Tick
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Wobbly Baby Walk
Tender Chubby Cherub Cheeks
Blossom Sunrise Smile
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Pale Neck Lifted Back
Awe-Glory Waking Expanse
The Sky Standing Up
www.oursaviorchurch.org/school...lds.jpg
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Re: Jon's Poetry
Sun, October 7, 2007 - 9:57 PMI like the idea of using images to trigger the writting.
Your words cause my mind to divert out of it's normal word flow; kind of an eloquent obtuse style. I like them.
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Re: Jon's Poetry
Tue, October 9, 2007 - 2:28 PMthanks Joshua..
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and there the thing that I was was
waiting or hoping or something
teasing the day through
wishing for something, always.
This day, today, the morning had dew,
it touched the roof's tar paper sheets,
Odd little black entities moistened out of lethargy, reflecting light,
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Poetic Prose Musings
Wed, October 10, 2007 - 6:11 AMwrote some poetic prose musings
Inspired by interacting with yet another crazed 15 year old online.
This kid reminded me a lot of governments, our government, other governments and, really, all institutions of power.
There is a schoolyard bully around and beating up the other kids.
Seeing that, our institution's decide to stop the bully and use force.
OK.
But the problem is not resolved.
The bully's father is beating him daily. That is the real cause.
And, it seems, no matter how many advanced degrees people have who run the large institutions of power, they still function through the simplest of paradigms, without the barest of reflection as to cause or effect.
Like a gang of Ph's reflecting on whether to punch the bully in the stomach or in the face, issuing 100 page + documents with the pros and cons of each "solution," while never for a second even entertaining the notion of another solution beyond punching, beyond violence, etc.
And not just so with big international global politics...but with all kinds of decisions. The boss choosing to be authoritarian and abusive to employees, even if kindness is not only more effective in achieving the short term business goals, but produces harmony, devotion to work, community spirit - all things, which, in the long run, drive business to true success.
Government Power
Psychotic Myopia Dance
Me Me Me Me Me
Government Power
Spastic Flailing Empty Zero
Only The Heart Knows
Sadistic Mocking
Destruction Invocation
Boomerang Ringing
Endless Useless Toil
But For One Moment Of Peace
Or? - More Useless Toil
A Golden Drop's Calm
The Sweet Taste Of Pure Patience
New World's Dawning
Everyone's Home
Holding Out Warm Heart To All
Clarity Bell Sound
Hatred Struggle Hate
Tortured Dark Devil's Quaking
I Just Cannot Stop
Wanting Much More
Trying Every Wrong Way
Banking My Own End
Coffins All Around
I Take My Cold Nails And Smile
Hammer Them All In
Monkey Mind Dancing
Intelligence's Large BlowBack
What Wondrous Waste
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Wed, October 24, 2007 - 9:01 AM
Tiny Terribles
These Tears She Sweetly Chooses
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Thu, November 1, 2007 - 12:34 PM
Lesion, Open Wound,
Salt, Sore, Perforation, Rent
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Sun, November 4, 2007 - 7:40 AMtwo from this picture
Mountain Powerful
Howl Of Exotic Furies
Reigning Dune Sea Scape
Patient Wispy Peace
Hot Air By Each Breath's Movement
Sand's Slow Hand's Waiting
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Tue, November 6, 2007 - 3:00 PM
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Lofty Dreaming Centered Home
Blue Sky Eye-Ripples
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Mon, December 3, 2007 - 11:22 AMhaiku sketch with photo...
Chinese Mountain Haze
Pull And Take Me Full Beyond
Heaven Touches Earth
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Tue, December 18, 2007 - 1:43 PMsky and I
and you and I
and here and there
and everywhere
and everywheres
blues into hues and everywheres
sky is winter and winter is sky
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Thu, December 27, 2007 - 11:14 PMthanks so much!
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Present Now: A Stream
Power torrents.
Power torrents
Over rocks.
-Water,
I like its amenities.
-Water,
I like the electricities.
I approach.
There!
The gurgling!
There some clattering.
And there again some gurglings.
(they giggle).
Water mists.
That's its tendency.
I like the electric subtleties.
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Wed, January 9, 2008 - 8:15 AMHope-sky sunray burst
Into thick of the forest
Heart-hope light call
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Re: new
Fri, January 18, 2008 - 1:19 AMstatic calm
and
waiting.
every raindrop finds its home.
In the 3AM air, wet Jersey asphalt glistens in the soft and steady rain.
tiny drumbeats
gentle reflected light
street lights have become night stars as the gray Heavens cloud the sky
no one stirs
everyone sleeping
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Wed, January 23, 2008 - 8:14 PMhaiku-sketch with photo (not mine, just one I found online)
Ripe Full Snow Branches
Sing Strong To The Surrounding
Solid Crisp Blue Frame Sky
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Tue, January 29, 2008 - 5:55 PMPassing And Now Gone
Here Just Not So Long Ago
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Re: new
Thu, February 21, 2008 - 12:52 PMWe saw the eclipse, here in NJ!
was extremely clear. We watched from about 10 PM EST to 11PM...the moon had a tiny bit of light left and we watched as in about 15 minutes it went completely shaded.
Was absolutely glorious!
Bright shining night star
Soft light of peace
calling me into a needed calm
Quirky weird joy
Stunning sky-art
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darker one...
Mon, March 3, 2008 - 7:38 AMRemuneration for the Licientious
Remuneration for the licientious moves and twists and pulls that press in and irk me, walking of the bloodied edge of today's razor.
It ain't easy falling off the mountaintop, watching your limp and helpless, worthless weight fall bouncing from crag to crag, smashing bones into powders of various hues
or watching a kidney pop out and land with you,
next to you,
in a pool of the ooze of your daily mind's wish to be something more.
It ain't easy dropping off the top of the mountain, each and every day to the tune of 10,000 days,picking yourself up, like it didn't just happen,
like you weren't just walking into the set of a horror movie,
but this one is real
and it is
your life.
It ain't easy falling off the top of that mountain,
bouncing and barking and wailing,
all the neighbor children running from the screams,
crying, "Monster! Monster! Mommy, there's a Monster!"
And the villagers all ready with torches and pitchforks to splay you open even wider.
Your eyes
just staring
your ears
just listening between the whistles and buzzes and cracks and cobwebs.
And they think you are just the mailman, walking down their block, with a sack of mail, ready to deliver it with a smile, like some Norman Rockwell painting.
It ain't easy and everyday falling off the mountaintop.
Picking up succumbed limbs and flailing wildly forward because no gentle movement is possible,
Watching everyone run from the grotesque scene as quickly as possible,
Taking dead ancient Greek warriors as comrades, ready to nurse their wounds with them and call them friend from the haunted shadows they call home. But ghosts are never good company.
It ain't easy falling off the mountaintop, and the multiple horrors and the daily sweeping endless toil of the crypt keeper waiting in hope for some salary.
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new one
Sun, March 9, 2008 - 5:53 PMfrom the inspiration of this picture:
Invitation, a piece by Annie Haslam, of the 70's rock band Renaissance
www.anniehaslam.com/ah_ahcollection.html
cosmos swirl
infinity swirl
infinity-dream-sky-scape
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Mon, March 17, 2008 - 4:14 PMwrote this while listening to:
Clannad feat. Bono - In a lifetime
www.youtube.com/watch
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wend my way down
the forest has never been more beautiful
i remember you
the time that seemed to have left me now gone
and I'm
this weathering old man
as the rain, in the distance calls, falling in gentle droves
heavy droves in beating strength falling down
rain is today's reminder
and I
remember you
wend my way down
to gentle rain
wend my way down
and this forest has never been more beautiful
I call to you from the forest floor, unable to see
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Sun, March 23, 2008 - 4:32 PMBabies are beauties like rain the way rain is sweet in
the summer when the wind just almost dies and it
brings falling bits of moisture pressing ever closer
and then a merge and drops form on your cheeks as you
walk and move and wish and hope and dream and remember
the time, under the living room table when all the Big
People were doing Big People stuff and you were free
and safe from them and watching and uncaring and safe
and free the way children smile the way babies smile,
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Tue, April 15, 2008 - 8:12 PMso many old days are fettered and tattered almost memories of half things and spotted, tarnished, useless, wasted things, waning and waiting and wanting for nothings or old remembrances of semi-nothings when or when or when it would - but it won't.
that's ok, I tell myself and soldier my fettered self onward through annoyingly boring musings.
today I was walking down the street
found a garbage can rolling in the middle
waiting to cause some damage to some car and to some insurance company's bottom line when
there
among the detritus of the garbage, it's can and my thoughts,
was a teenie,
a purple flower sticking up
in the middle of the crab grass so I bent it and snapped it and kept it and put it in a container so I could hold the power of the that sharp purple close to me, where it wouldn't fade and I gave it to share it with someone the beauty of it
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Sun, April 20, 2008 - 11:34 PMThank you for telling me about this, Jon.
I really like your images and how you deliver them. My favorite stanza of the first poem is the one which concludes "Dawn Calligraphy."
In fact, reading this poem, I see someone gazing at the sky all night and into day. It's very peaceful. And there are so few verbs that when one does appear, and lengthens the line thereby, that line stands out to me as having more emotion. The verbless lines feel completely meditative and I see the sky, stars or sun. But when a verb appears, especially in the last stanza a series of verbs, "...would wish to be" my inner vision shifts from the sky, to the human being watching it.
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Mon, May 5, 2008 - 10:56 AMSuburban NJ Park
In night, when the ripples that water makes,
are pieces of silver,
that my eyes buy,
there,
I was walking around a small lake
with petals from planted trees moving in a slow breeze,
a slow jazz piece, playing to and for any and everyone,
there,
with the water ripples accenting the play on the petals in the breeze,
with some children walking near to me,
with their new hopes and future dreams,
there,
stopping or lurking, like some spy looking in upon a life that was not granted to me,
feral,
and wanting in
to the world
of which
I was
not.
there,
I saw an egret in a tree!
Odd white bird standing!
In a tree!
20 feet off the ground
and
staring at me!
Two strangers watching the mutual strangeness dance between us,
each,
saying to the other,
"Hey, man, do you belong here?"
And I smiled that quirky old man smile that you get when you are and when you know and your sandpaper
thoughts and gravely voice meet the day the way the grandpas did, with their 1950's cigars and
pot-bellies and rough-life-lived-eyes.
And the egret,
still staring at me,
perfectly innocent eyes staring,
wanting to know,
what I was doing there...
I had no answer as I walked on watching more silvered ripples play in the light on the suburban New Jersey pond, by the street lights, near the old movie theater, the fancy new ice cream shop and the town library where young mothers go, with life in their eyes and joy and hope and joy and hope for their children, precious diamond gems all, decorating the landscape with a forbidden beauty I watch from the distance of my staccato breath-halting lungs. -
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Tue, May 27, 2008 - 11:31 AMGlowing Sharp Pink-Red
Floats on Softened,Sweetened Air
Japanese Lotus
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Re: Jon's Poetry
Sun, June 15, 2008 - 2:17 PMfrom a prompt (snowstorm)
White Raining Blanket
Deep Stark Silent Froth Falling
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Re: Jon's Poetry
Sun, July 6, 2008 - 4:01 PMa little homage to Hotei
(www.101zenstories.com/index.php
Chinese Restaurant Buffet
This Hotei,
Thundering Heaven,
Smile Like He Just Tasted The Sky,
Drank it in full,
And,
Laughed.
This Hotei,
Powerful Lofty Infinite Being,
Gentle Heart of Gold.
Loving Everything,
Loving Like a Father,
Like a Mother,
Like your best ever memory of your very own Grandmother tenderly letting you lick the chocolate batter from the bowl she was mixing your favorite brownies in, just for you
only for you
touching your cheek
just for you
like that kind of love
and backed
by the transcendental power of Heaven itself
all sky blue eye smiles
and blanketing love till the tears well in your eye that gratitude could be such a welcome feast, there, as the door of love slightly opens and reminds you of what has always been Home. -
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Fri, July 18, 2008 - 1:51 AMUntitled
the night rolls on,
quiet attends the solitary ceremony,
the calming moon in the stark sky.
night-walking:
I just hear the shuffling of my feet,
moonlight, suburban pavement,
by beat,
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Re: Jon's Poetry
Fri, August 1, 2008 - 3:50 PMYou And I And Us
As Forevers Forward Onward
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9/11 Poem
Thu, September 11, 2008 - 4:05 AM9/11 Poem
Crashing towers of steel and
hopes and dreams and
so so so so so sad.
The tears of thousands,
The tears of children,
The fruits of violence and hate twisting metal like toys,
Fire burning like some ancient hell
and
so so so so so sad.
Crying for days and days afterward.
In New Brunswick, NJ, waiting for a train.
The man next to me stares straight ahead.
Without looking up he says,
"I've been to 40 funerals in the last two months."
There is silence in the train station waiting room.
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new one
Tue, November 4, 2008 - 8:44 AMA New Frost Etches
The Disappearing Valley
Frozen Soft White Dew -
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Re: new one
Fri, March 6, 2009 - 3:11 AMSnow Crystal Clear Gems
These Cleverer Tinies
Fractal Water Shapes
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Re: new one
Tue, April 21, 2009 - 4:58 PMDogwood, white and plum
These blossoms like open palms
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Re: new one
Thu, April 23, 2009 - 4:32 AMonce upon
a two-timing day
double double gray sky and tumbling troubles
the way the day will betray
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a few new ones
Sun, May 3, 2009 - 11:58 AMgonna do these tonight, with some accompaniment...
Who Can
(ocarina notes)
Down in South America
What with the Toucan
He can
Sing the brightly colored forest
What with lime green, pungent yellow
Staring eyes
Jimmy Durante nose...
What with the Toucan
Who can
(ocarina notes)
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a dogwood haiku
(flute notes)
Dogwood, White and Plum
These Blossoms Like Open Palms
White, Purple and Plum
(flute notes)
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and a comedy thing....
Hopping Lederhosen Poem
done with a visual presentation of the hopping lederhosen - here's the link to see 'em:
www.mcphee.com/items/11138.html
and a You Tube Clip of them in action:
www.youtube.com/watch
By Jon xxxxxx
with Lederhosenette L xxxx
O Lederhosen!
O
O How much I love you, my lederhosen, O!
You hop, therefore I like you.
You hop, therefore I love you.
I love you because of You,
I love you for the You who you are.
For you,
are my hopping Lederhosen,
And I love you.
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New Haiku Sketch
Sat, June 6, 2009 - 9:20 PMBlue Line Heralds Speak
Etching Pieces Of The Sky
Lightning Sky Batik
(with photo below)
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Re: New Haiku Sketch
Tue, June 9, 2009 - 8:19 AMJon, I love your poetry!
What beautiful, inspired, sensuous work.
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Re: New Haiku Sketch
Tue, June 9, 2009 - 8:21 AMForgot...I meant to add I love your photograph too of the lightening bolt to go with your haiku. Perfect! -
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Re: New Haiku Sketch
Wed, June 10, 2009 - 2:47 AMthanks so much
photo is really so great (and not my shot) - all I really had to do was read the ingredients to a box of cereal and it still would have been great... -
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Father's Day
Mon, June 22, 2009 - 7:48 AMwell, in my case, two...my father and my step-father. I was raised by both. My mother remarried when I was only five.
My father passed in 2000, my step-father in 2004.
here's a poem I wrote for my father, based on how I think he viewed the birth of my brother (his first child):
My World
There I was,
walking through the world,
unknowing and unknown.
And there I was,
walking through the world,
unknowing and unknown,
and lost.
It was, a windy day,
As many days
are windy days in New York City,
in the 1950's, in the jewelry district.
And I was walking through the world,
unknowing and unknown,
and all I had was nothing,
and I was walking through the world,
and it was a stark and cold and windy day.
And there were many days,
and many years,
and many decades,
walking through and seeking and grasping and wishing,
and hoping and unknowing and unknown.
And I was seeking and grasping,
and walking through the world,
unknowing and unknown.
And then, it happened,
You were born,
gentle as a new lamb,
beautiful beyond any gemstone I had ever seen.
And my days of lost wandering,
so quickly gone,
my world,
my treasure,
my all,
my purpose,
you were my everything,
gentle as a new lamb.
The world found its center,
the world found its meaning,
and I was home,
and I, at last, was home.
And through the years I treasured you,
wishing I could give you,
everything and anything,
and my all,
if I even had that to give.
My son,
I am sorry that I must go,
I love you and will always love you,
my dear, dear son.
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My father was an interesting guy. Brilliant, jewelry designer. Classic depressive, (like me, apparently). Didn't tolerate any limitations very well...a big fan of the greats...whether it was Picasso, Beethoven, Shakespeare. He taught me a love of quality.
Step-dad was a trip. Real character. Very funny. Life of the party kind of guy...gregarious, giving....also, well, pretty much a professionally talented gambler. Ran crap games at Fort Dix during WWII.
When I got arrested in an anti-nuke protest in NYC in '79, I was afraid to tell Dad where I was. So I asked him to pick me up at 100 Center Street (the address of the jail). He goes, "100 Center St., eh?" knowing full well what it was. Then he told me the story. He was in a crap game. The whole game got arrested and put in a holding cell (at 100 Center Street). They were all completely bored. So, what did Dad and his buddies do? They bribed the guard for a pair of dice and kept the game going in the cell! Gotta love it....
They both taught me tons, were extremely caring and nice to me. I owe them both so so so so much.
Rest in peace, Dads.....God grant you his rest and blessings.
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Re: Father's Day
Mon, June 22, 2009 - 9:04 AMVery nice poem, Jon. A moving tribute. The emotions come through plaintively. Clever use of the gem stones, a symbol of your father's profession, as a a metaphor for emotional value. I have a feeling your father would be proud.
It was nice of you to share your story of your two fathers on the day dedicated to the celebration of fathers. You were very lucky to have not one but two fathers who were such an important part of your life. -
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poem for Fall
Wed, September 23, 2009 - 8:53 AMAutumn Homage
The red shock orange,
The shock orange-red,
Leaves.
Fall Maple,
Shock red-orange leaves,
By Hundreds!
Hundreds of tiny flames to the Autumn sky,
Light,
A perfect funeral pyre's glory,
Red and richer,
and then reds,
Orange and its steady place and peace,
And orange and its subordinates,
Hues, a memorial,
All fine stark shock against the sky,
Sky stops, bends around it,
Autumn Homage.
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