Polluting The Minds Once Free - with audio

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The clouds have descended
The fog is back
Bouncing off trees
In the Outback

Anxiety rising high
Mood sinking low
Readying the back
For the many falling blows

From little men
In cold dark suits
Enforcing victim-hood status
Micro abuses, imagined slights

Deconstructing mores with splendid finesse 
While wearing the cloak of bloody righteousness
Disguising a cavity of unbridled greed
Polluting the minds of (you and me), once free

Fraternal Twins - with audio

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So thirsty for the water of good
That a parched blind beggar
Settled instead for mud
Fraternal twins, one carrying, the other caring
Searching and driving each other's onward tread
Pearls strewn about shoulds and shouldn’ts
Black and white in the fertile seabed
Passing by there many a time
To stare and gloat and brood
Hoping in the heart to catch
A hopeful glimpse of purest mood
Or something else to make one mad
But like a river you elude any capture
The eyes disciplined like a soldier
Drawn scouting onward like a seagull
After crabs in the green sea’s sandy shoulder
Page after page scrolling ever downward
Desire deep within ebbs away at the soul
Turning shallows quixotic, beauty, then scoundrel
Till one should watch over and heal the other’s hell
But time and season can ne’er abide
So outmatched are they by a gaping hole
A life force not directly satisfied
A story not to be finished or told
As sunlight reflects and fragments blinding
Downcast upon foaming deep darkest sea
To raise up the mists and clouds above
Sating the earth below with dewy greenery
The lofty lowly self holds the ups and downs of life’s blood
Sometimes spent for naught, but overall meant for good
Not power’s thirst, conquest’s boasts nor bleeding greed
But for the giving of one’s life instead
Laboring in the fields of love’s fertile seed

Haiku x9 - video

Haiku x9 - with audio

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Softly lay one down
Ears caressed, wind's whispers speak
White Autumn Blossoms


The cackling hens
Could not take away the peace
Of calm fall water


Sunshine overhead
Shady morning trees walking
October birdsong


Twin Pines sparrows flight
Standing in the morning light
Pumpkins, Autumn bright


Fall rain, sun's sharp rays
Butterfly quivering fade
Floral horizon


A sliver of peach
Cool against purple abyss
Autumn moon silence


Blind hidden sorrow
Dried up joy melting the heart
Silent winter tears


The more pure love is
Less faults in the heart to find
Early comes the Spring


Little pretty one
Laid low in stormy showers
Summer Rose standing

Writing - with audio

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Writing is a type of mania
But without those less desirable
side affects of other self indulgent
behaviors. It helps one to shed the
straight jacket and washes cool
The burning fires of the soul
Refreshing ever those musty places
Trapped deep within
Giving voice to
Subterranean soundings.

Animals - with audio

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FOX

The fox once caught

Will try to convince

His captor that he

Is the one ensnared

PIG FOR A STY

A pig for a sty

A ring for his nose

A laborer wallowing

In food, drink and mud

A slaughter

OLD BEAR

The old bear

Will not leave the trash

Unless shot

He dies a slow

Ugly death

Yet allow him to live

Again and Again

To the trash he goes

Close by the house

Until one day

A life is taken

THE COCK CROWS

The cock crows

Nudged by the unseen

So that the world

Might know

That all

Have been cared for

During the night

A LION'S LIFE

A lion's life

Full of pride

Is a lonely life

Swimming In The Tides - with audio

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Death comes soon enough
No need to sit and wait
One block falls another is set in its place
A baby is born an old man dies

Swimming in the tides
Is not a task of leisure
It is however one way
of telling the live fish
from the dead