Why does it seem that
collaborations can bring
out the best and worst in us?
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It all goes back to
our answer to the question:
Who does the grail serve?
Poetry
On Flickering Flames and iPhones
Is it possible
to have equanimity
when faced with technology?
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Given enough time
technology just becomes
equanimous background noise.
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Universal Questions
Does this universe
thrill and gush in its perverse
slowing when we feel most rushed?
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Is the universe
perverse or are we being
given a nudge to reverse?
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Beasts of Burden
Is it possible
that our dogs know more than we
about love and loyalty?
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Have we not molded
them in our twisted image
to serve many purposes?
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The Bringer and the Brought
As another week
Draws to its whimpering close,
Do weekends bring peace or more pain?
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Ah, my poet friend,
’tis we and we alone who
bring peace or pain to week’s end.
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Many Questions; One Answer.
Time and again we’ve
been told love is the answer.
Did we forget the question?
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Is this just pablum,
or could love be the answer
to more than just one question?
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A Starting Place
If it’s beyond us
to change the whole wide world,
can we affect any change?
~
Debra Engle says
miracles come when we ask for
our fear-based thoughts to be healed.
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To What Ends
With so many folks
stirring the pot, what kind of
brew are they making?
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With a dash of hate
and just a pinch discord,
somebody’s brewing trouble.
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Slanted Cant
They pontificate
These pundits and talking heads,
In this cloud, can we find news?
~
Those old objective
questions of who, what, where, when,
how, and why have passed them by.
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Election! On the Rocks.
What could possibly
prepare us for the outcome
of election daze?
~
They say wine is fine.
But perhaps liquor’s quicker,
When it’s time to quell the whine.
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Once Chords Are Struck
Do those deeper chords
persist even without fish
to dance about their rhythms?
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Creation’s deep chords
persist whether fish or fowl
or we, hearing music, dance.
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A Little Night Music
When moonlight shimmers
on the pond below, do the
fish dance fast or slow?
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When fish dance, the pace
is set, not by the moonlight,
but rather by deeper chords.
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To Write Or Not To Write
If a verse is born
in a troubled mind, without
a willing scribe, does it die?
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Whether the mind is
troubled or not, an unshared
verse shrivels and dies.
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Your Mission: Accomplished.
If even little
engines can, why is it that
we didn’t think we could?
~
Engaging family
in a year long poetic
chat surely tops any list!
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Life
If stormy weather
is as inevitable
as warm sun rising, what then?
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Life, so full of storms
and sun, goes on whether we
applaud or groan.
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Almanac Predicts
As you take a look
with a poet’s eyes, what do
you see for the year ahead?
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Red skies in morning
and more red skies at night to
warn and delight us all year.
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Chop Wood, Carry Water
For one year we’ve chopped
poetic wood and carried
rhythmic water – why stop now?
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Enlightenment may
come and enlightenment may
go, but our words will still flow.
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What Now, Mother Mine?
We wrote the year ’round
And found, during our journey,
Many thoughts to bend our pen.
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Shall we now extend
this unlikely writing trek?
Another round of mondo zen?
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Other Forms of Gain
What shall it profit
poets if they never turn
one and keep writing?
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Beyond the profit
of a published masterpiece,
honorable exercise.
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Timely Knowing
When the time arrives,
how will we know whether,
in its fullness, it has come?
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The fullness of time?
Perhaps it can only be
known in retrospect.
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All In Good Time
After almost one
year of mondo zen, when might
enlightenment come ?
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Like turning seasons
and rising and setting suns,
enlightenment arises.
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A Great Imponderable
How does one resolve
The God of boundless mercy
With the plague of the firstborn?
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As one firstborn to
another, let me just say,
“Mystery abounds.”
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Getting Started
If you were looking
for an antidote to hate
where would you begin?
~
Prevention beats cure.
Vaccinate your heart against
politics and religion.
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Facing Eternity
As the leaves begin
to change, might we imitate
nature and change too?
~
Is this our time to
wither upon the stem and
fall into winter’s embrace?
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The Findings
And when we have found
that which we have been seeking,
would we, then, be satisfied?
~
On this temporal
plane, temporarily is
the name of the game.
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Seeking Humanity
What must we do to
open ourselves to beauty,
truth and compassion?
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Look upon the world
with clear eyes, open minds,
and hearts unhardened by fear.
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No Tea For Thee
Is it possible
that there is more than one way
to reach our destination?
~
Not if you are a
card-carrying member of
the infamous Tea Party.
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No! The Other Right!
How many roads must
a man walk down before he
lets a woman point the way?
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It’s not the letting!
It’s about the choice to heed
ubiquitous directions!
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Let It Flow
When creative juice
evaporates in the sun,
who can rehydrate the pen?
~
Creative juices
evaporate when not used,
so pick up that pen and write.
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Front Loading
Preemptive stitches –
wouldn’t they be far better
than preemptive strikes?
~
I have often thought
prepaid consequences would
encourage better choices.
Mondo Sedoka 