A Rose


What Is It Like

What is it like,

The fall of a petal

From the brief life of a rose?

What is it like,

The close of a moment?

The nexus of time,

Seems a season of falling petals.

Passing happening’s long trill

Is shortened by extinction


The sigh of a last breath.

That’s what it’s like.

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International Day Against Homophobia

Those People

Let’s build a fire

Against the chill,

Against the cold.

You and I.

As we stare into

The eternal sky,

Tossing from the dusky hill

Music from the angel lyre.

We are the—- ‘you people’

Luminescent and old

As the mountains—-

Everlasting as the sea.

It is we that sing

Against the tides

Of demon’s curse,

The preacher’s damning verse.

Sacrificed, torn asunder

On Cabeso de Lobo

Put under by lupus thunder

With tin, and edge and gory wonder.

Hung on a lonely fence

Thick and dense

with barbed wire.

The ebbing Shepherd’s life of living fire.

We are ‘those people’

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The Rose

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Happy Mother’s Day


mom and baby

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Sparkling on the swift moving surface of waterfalls and seas

Jeweled in fire formed emeralds and immense jungles

Dazzling in sea deep color and wondrous creatures

Looking deep into molten reformation and upward to star extinction

Mysterious in fogs and mists

Singing in a billion voices warm blooded and cold

Passionate in birth

Still in death

With a stricken heart

Will the last human alive look upon devastation

And stand with silent sentinels staring out

On ruin that has no  resurrection?

EASTER ISLAND: https://www.history.com/topics/easter-island

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