Like Henri Michaux,
poets should write what they know,
so what will be your subject?
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Sassy sons who plague
their mothers with questions such
as this is what I know best.
Poetry
Habituation
Even though we know
nothing is permanent, what
is it that makes change so hard
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Taking a new road
always seems to take more time
than the old, well traveled path.
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Secrets
When secrets are hid,
could it be best they stay so,
or must they all be revealed?
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It’s no secret that
we wish complex questions such
as these had simple answers.
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Shocking Truths
Why is it so hard
sometimes to be clear what is
wheat and what is chaff?
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The tooth always knows.
The art lies in saving teeth
the shock of letting us know.
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Running Hot And Cold
As days shorten and
weather cools, how long before
we miss the heat of summer?
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When it grows cold and
we lose electricity,
you can bet we’ll miss the heat.
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Body Surfing Stormy Seas
As the winds of change
ripple across the surface
of our lives, should we dive deep?
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To dive or to leap-
questions pondered by all who
play in ever changing waves.
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Profit and Loss
At what cost, writing?
And at what price is meaning
when sacrificed to profit?
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Writers profit by
finding meaning and pleasure
in the words that come their way.
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Poetic Ticket
Poetic license?
Can just anyone get one
or only poets?
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Poetic license
is free to every writer,
yet all freedom has a price.
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License to Bloom?
Should we consider
the thoughts of blooming lilies
as base poetic license?
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Perhaps not the thoughts
of lilies but the thoughts of
my blooming fellow poet…
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Blooming Lilies
When you consider
the lilies of the field, what
might you ask? What might you learn?
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Why do you bloom here,
this inhospitable place?
Why, in sorrow, beauty blooms.
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Real Magic
When things look darkest,
what high magic do you cast
to illuminate your path?
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The magic of friends’
listening ears and caring
hearts brightens the darkest path.
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Legislating Nature
When even Einstein
says knowledge must be paired with
thoughtful care, who can argue?
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Wise fools and con men
leap immediately forth,
along with politicians.
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Tender Testaments
And what are these aches?
Pains to plague remaining days?
Trophies of bygone triumphs?
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Tender testaments,
these aches and pains – trophies that
only the living can hold.
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Sequential Thresholds
Now that you’ve passed through
fifty’s door what have
you found on the other side?
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Mostly, more of the
same that greeted forty’s door,
except with more aches and pains.
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Eyes Of The Beholder
When our children stand
to toddle away, do we
chase after or watch them go?
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Where we see toddlers
they see young adults who wish
we’d see their maturity.
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Seeking Structure
Should we abandon
these questions about questions
and go looking for some rhymes?
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Like rhymes, our reasons
for asking all these questions;
to chime the passing seasons.
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Eternal Hubris
And not only that,
why do we provide answers
for unasked questions?
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That answer is easy.
Our vanity compels us
to scatter our thoughts widely.
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Eternal Quest
Related question:
Why do we ask those questions
to which we don’t want answers?
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We do want answers,
but only the kind that are
music to our ears.
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A Seeker’s Lament
Why do we humans
insist on asking questions
that have no answers?
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All answers exist,
even if we lack the means
to ask the question clearly.
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Multiple Choice
When the rising sun
pierces the hazy morning,
why must we rise to meet it?
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To rise or not to
rise? If that’s the question, I’ll
have to go with rise.
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Labors of Love
Just this once, couldn’t
pesky weeds and fast growing
grass take a vacation too?
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They would not wish to
rob us of our secret joy;
the zen state of garden care.
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Familiarity
And so we return
to the old familiar grind.
Why do we rejoice?
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It’s strange, isn’t it,
how familiiarity
sometimes breeds content.
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Homely Welcome
Can anything beat
being welcomed home by tail
wagging, joyous pets?
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A silent evening,
perhaps? Or maybe just an
old, familiar bed?
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Worth A Try
Weekend’s arrival;
Does it presage promise of
toil or tranquility?
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Wouldn’t it be great,
if toil it is, we could
do so with tranquility?
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Preserving Gain
How best to handle
the inevitable surge
of work when vacation ends?
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Just buckle down and
put your nose to the grindstone?
Or, just take another week!
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A Balanced Approch
What is the shortest
path to equanimity
on rainy days at the beach?
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Lithium, of course
is lickity split, but beer,
in a pinch, will turn the trick.
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Surfing For Pleasure
Well, the weather is
over us, so shall we see
whether the pleasure’s at sea?
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The pleasure’s right here
in the boat of our hearts as
we ride weather’s waves.
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Boundless Bindings
After a few days
of family vacation,do
you feel bonded or just bound?
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Bonded by boundless
affection is family,
But also bound by duty.
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Home Alone
So we’re here, away.
Did we escape our troubles,
Or did we pack them along?
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For a short while
we’ve packed them away and left
that suitcase back home.
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Endless Races
Any advice for
old-timers trying not to
run out of patience or time?
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Grace, patience, and time;
Races without finish lines.
You’re winning if you’re running.
