JURY'S DONE OUT
Jury's done out if'n pain is gain
For da mind is culprit dat guides da train
Of measure...
Trackin' da 'sation gits tunes mighty fine
Den a bang-big flower meets da eye so inclin'd
Way' unner-deep, ders uh marvelous rig...
A net-thang set down impos'bly big
Yep! plumb down plops itse'f on galdurn track
Threat'ning big smack if pain don't turn back
What left 'ta do but reh'valuate
Da wah-wah! speed uh da 'rig'nal sensate
Dis here mind-thangs snappy de come
Take that thar pain dunno where from
Makin it spread way out roun'
Den da threatnin' fear 'vap'rate o' drown
Dat net-thang do sum floty-toty on da track
An' go sum whar in da air or out da back
Eh! Pain ain't nothin' ify lose da big smack
Dunno where it g'yne nur w'en it be back
But my thang's not ta won'er, nur fret 'bout dat
Pro'bly gwyn' back ta da er'lastin' farshack
Ta wait ta scare others thet come up da galdurn track
I dunno; it know
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BIT INTO A KIWI
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I bit into a kiwi, Yikes_me!
Savored full-on the salty sea
Lovely greenish yellow fruit
Numbed me tastebuds mute!
Ev'n now lingers pungent smell
Wafting unpleasantries to tell
Must not be the famed delish
But some other unsavory dish
Suffice it ultimately to say
That senses frequently doth play
For they are not the boss to be
Memory trumps them easily
What I love most, my friend primo
(Alas! kiwi to fade its glow)
Is to live in awesome rapt surprise
Foolishly, not wealthy-wise
What Great! the Magnus Whim of God!
To give expectancy the prod
Transform the thought ord'nar-bent
Into rapturous fine-cool wonderment!
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A FROSTY PARAPHRASE
Two paths in a wood diverge
I take the one less traveled
A savory word makes
All the difference
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ODE TO WILLA CATHER
Willa Cather
Landlover heartfelt
Revealer storyart
Precise tapaweave
Word threads
Tinted delicately
Fine earthtones Mesmerize tolife
My Antonia
Death Comes for
the Archbishop
O Pioneers!
Heroes dreamt
Through landscape
Vibrating colors
Waft swaying
Prairie longgrasses
Scorching dusty
Burntdesert
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THE FAMILY RISES AND SETS WITH
THE SUN
At dawn protected by
the still warm earth
In light guided by the
consummate joy of progeny
At twilight comforted by
the evolving tree of life
In darkness sustained by the
bright warmth of the hearth
In God's bower enlivened
beyond quality and action
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LA CORELA ROJA
Eres el pájaro pintado
Que pulpita en mi corazón
Con una promesa bendita
De la dulce migración natal
You are the precious painted bird
Who flits and flutters in my heart
A pulsating promise of the
Sweet migration home
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THE DAUGHTER GODDESS
Divine Devi
Quintessential daughter
Impeccable descendant
In tune before sound
At one in her essence
Exalted purity
Consummate grace
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ON SEEKING TRUTH: ANOTHER
Thou, joy-filled fragrant scent
I breathe in at every pore
Eye molds golden spiral form
Laser-etched within my core
Ear channels sound, drum throbs
Alerts the tongue-sweet taste
Siren touches, up soar I
To fill Odysseus' space
Heart plunges ahead, pathfinder
Plumbs the breath-veiled gate
Yon sores vibrant signalled match
Awaiting plummed mate
Expecting no punctual meeting
Of understanding minds
So soluble, so fleeting
Logic, sequence, time
Nor hoping any imagined thing
Nor gain of lofty thought
But truth wound round a solitary ring
Of seeker, seeking, sought
Level upon level piercing
Grace responsively expands
Looms Another, precious, gem
Thou denizen of Holy Lands
Slipping eternal breath-veiled crack
Arresting the journeyed heart
I-Thou fluttering at last emerge
Discrete yet not apart
Who I am, Thou art thee
Basking in immortal youth
Boundless, infinite, universally free
Communion in sacred truth
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KOAN FOR ONE OR TWO
Rest thy burning eye
In my cool waters
The sun at zenith
Warms the day
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A MOTHER'S COUGH
(The Heart's Sound)
I hear my mother cough,
Chord deep within so soft
Alerts me to life's fragile gift
Of love set free toward heav'n to drift
Wafts me sweetly to God's rest
On cushion of her nectared breast
What hath God wrought the world around
With such sacred unstruck sound ?
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ON NATURE: A MOTHER'S TEARS
Gentle pitter, gentle pat
Down the 'pider pout
Liquid pendants trickle splash
Stream from Mother's lash.
Gentle pitter, gentle pat
Down the 'pider pout
Washing, rinsing, downward rush,
Streak fresh her vibrant blush.
Gentle pitter, gentle pat
Rat-ta-tat-tat-ping-plop
Baby pores nudged open burst
Quench earth's inherent thirst.
Gentle pitter, gentle pat
Rat-ta-tat-tat-ping-plop
Grey dawn hints lyrical hue
Inspired hymn portends anew
Gentle pitter, gentle pat
Rat-ta-tat-tat-ping-plop
Awakened cock strikes mighty chord
Stretching heralds good news of Lord
Gentle pitter, gentle pat
Down the 'pider pout
Teardrops discrete voice solo prayer
Welcome warmth into her lair
Gentle pitter, gentle pat
Up comes poppa sun
Resplendent glory reigns supreme
Long awaited mother's dream
Gentle chirping, gentle warbling
At zenith poppa sun
Fragrant 'falfa, corn knee high
Pouty 'pider spins to dry
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MOTHER'S CHAIR
You sit in your chair
I sit in mine
Your hands, my digits' lair
Your touch, my brush with air
Your precious eye sights mine
In light, the clear bright day
No passage of time to slip away
Nor separation to stay the day
Communes the one-soul essence sweet
Permeates in love the treasured space
Heart's sweetest bough to reach,
Entwines art's golden store
Be Thine and mine
You sit in your chair
I sit in mine
Together absolutely!
You and I
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FATHER'S CHAIR
You sit in your chair
I sit in mine
Perfectly symmetric,
Congruent, not same
God says, "Stop! This is the place
Now make peace with time and space"
Rendevous at orthogonal point
Where you two were originally joint
No more place nor space of two
Bindu the target, void sweet rue
Gone past memories, family tree
Future relegates to probability
You sit in your chair
I sit in mine
One pure knowingness
Shared by whos
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A BROTHER'S BIRTHDAY
Although the 11th hath thee feted past
By time this note strike eye at last
Fret not forgot thy precious self
For I have thought of no one else
Since day I born your little sis
And followed thee in life's mischief
Scolding, telling thee how to be
To govern adventure moderately
Thou hast genteely blazed the trail
Where angels tried to no avail
Conquerored dragons, set thyself free
White Knight returns to teach me
And others to your hearty wisdom imbibe
Instead of alcohol and injurious vibes
That make life the pits, really dumb hell
If not lived rationally falsifiably well
Thou art honored cherished mate
Who comes to Earth to share my fate
To make dull illusion of lone despair
Of constant struggle, to no avail
I celebrate thee
This event filled day
Honor Thy Light Thou
Treasured companion on my way
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LA VASIJA DE BARRO
(Canción de los Incas)
Yo quiero que a mí me entieren
En una vasija de barro
Yo quiero que a mí me entierren
Como mis antepasados
La vasija encinta mi alma
Tan listo para volar
La vida tras vida pasado
Ya es hora de salir
Me reuno en la Matríz
Liberación final
Me reuno en la Matríz
Como mis antepasados
Earthen Jar
(Incan Chant)
I want you to bury me
In a jar of earthly clay
I want you to bury me
Like my ancestors of old
The jar encircles my Soul
So ready now to fly
Many lifetimes have passed
Now it's time to leave
I return to the Holy Womb
Reunion finally
I return to the Holy Womb
Like my ancestors of old
