You’re the empty glass that’s still half full,
An angel, one wing dysfunctional.
The kid who’s never quite like the rest,
A puzzle with some pieces missing,
A beaver with one tooth, at best.
The luscious lips without the kissing.
Sometimes life will give you lemons
And sometimes only one.
Take these gifts and learn their lessons,
Your battles aren’t always meant to be won.

You smell
like home to me.
Your kisses
taste of youth,
your old world ways
making that
a welcome lie.
and there is
no place I’d rather be
than here,
curled into the crook
of your shoulder,
feeling the warm heaviness
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III.

I crave your perfumed essence

     Undiluted heartfelt lumpy pillow talk

          Seductive animal instinct musky lust

               Tantalizing nosegay satin ribbon clutch

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DIVINING ROD

Source diminished to mere trickle

Hushed up gurgles imitating laughter

Silent energy of nature stirring

Restive soul to inmost depths

Winding idly downstream from elsewhere

Meandering aimless flow off course

 Waylaid river of no return

Twisted fate around next bend

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I want to
arrive on
the wings of
a dove hear
the rustle
of my feath-
ers in the
winds of change.
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Please Stop.

I don’t want falling in Love

& being pretty smart

O mamma mia

When the Train is Gone

I throwed in motion:

I don’t hit the nail on the head¡

I’m going wild against the Wall

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II.

Marsh shedding velvety cattail fuzz

     Minute brown florets hipboot waders

          Pliant reeds bent on secreting

               ‘Til tomorrow brittle confidences snap

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Same, the very same illusions

The very same apprehensions

Distract the ever budding visions

Dampening my future aspirations.

As a child, life seemed more secure

But vanished as illusory nightmares; 

The heart-tempting youthful glitters 

Captivated me with romantic gestures.
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Rebecca fantasized that life was a lottery ticket or a pull of a lever,
that one of the bunch in her pocket was a winner or the slots were a redeemer;
but life itself was not real that was strictly for the mentally insane at the Elgin
Mental Institution.
She gambled her savings away on a riverboat
stuck in mud on a riverbank, the Grand Victoria, in Elgin, Illinois.
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Abuse of power of abuse

     Tortured justice crying Uncle Sam

          Water-boarding sore loser surfers capsized

               Don’t Gitmo satisfaction Cubano misfires

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The menacing clouds of war

Often pounce to create havoc,

The pigeons of peace

Scared and scattered, fly away.

The storm of hatred

The storm of enmity

The storm of death

The storm of destruction,

These devastating forces

Design the ugly face of war.

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Renewal of liberty fair-minded justice

Universal What the Health insurance

A-OK – serving All Our Kids

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Yes, day by day, year after year

While age peels layer after layer,

The seasons of life lose their glitter

Fearful, the spirit of life withers.

The most treasured life’s seasons

Slowly sail into the memories ocean, 

Childhood and youth remain a passion

Enticing with ever-new hopes, often.

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Soft nursing

5 solid minutes

of purr

paw peddling

like a kayak competitor

against ripples of my

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XVI.

Phoenix ashes annulled in flames

     Firebirds rekindling myths stoking embers

          Scarlet plumage tickling storybook fancy

               Stragglers playing catch-up left behind

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Crippled with arthritis

and Alzheimer’s,

in a dark rented room,

Charley plays

melancholic melodies

on a dust filled

harmonica he

found  abandoned

on a playground of sand

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Who invented Euclidean geometry anyway

     Pretzel logic twisted into shape

          RR-Xing diminishing perspective tunnel vision

               Parallel line horizons eventually merge

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Edith, in this nursing home

blinded with macular degeneration,

I come to you with your blurry

eyes, crystal sharp mind,

your countenance of grace−

as yesterday’s winds

I have chosen to consume you

and take you away.

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