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The Impermanence of Chaos

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I am so happy, safe and content;
a self-made man, I am provident.
Long on my laurels, I’m short in the gains;
where fate shares the fortune, I’ll take all the blame. 139 more words

Poetry - The Stuff Of Life

Oh, Little Red Man, Of Very Thick Glasses

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Does your Mother know which things, that you were into?
How could she know, when you’d up and grow?
What names would your friends eventually call you? 142 more words

Poetry - The Stuff Of Life

One More Myth

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Pass away,
Pass away –
on to Oblivion.

So much is for us
And the Great Macho Nation.

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Two boys, eighteen,
one some months older; 287 more words

Poetry - The Stuff Of Life

The Age of Experience

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And Sixty-Seven ended much different,
and different it was from the decade before.
The Fifties were nifty, but sad and a bore;
the Sixties had plenty of hope held in store. 153 more words

Poetry - The Stuff Of Life

A Pixie Dreams

When I was still a little girl

I’d spin and twirl

Fancy myself

A fairy elf

With magical pixie powers

Dream for hours

How I just might… 71 more words

Challenges

Tall Tales - Noumenon et Phenomenon

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Wherever I’ve heard
the bird’s mellow tune

in Central Virginia or Stuyvesant Town,
Monet’s Giverny and old Santa Fe,

I’m carried away,
transfigured therefrom, 142 more words

Poetry - The Stuff Of Life

Poignant

Now, here is a word
which seems somewhat special,
in the Naming-Of-Things, de rigueur.

Poingiant’s not heard,
nor is it smelled –
the Thing-In-Itself, not the word. 148 more words

Poetry - The Stuff Of Life