Nothing straight, even sightly
Hangs now over me.
As twisty, Moonah-shaded
Which gouged path below.
So awaits, and breath-stilling
Hot-blown, face, writhing
For prospects, unseeable
What, sea-cool, must show!
bet. aireys inlet and anglesea
I beseech the sun to undress the stars...
Orphan feral cat wild wanders nix the blades of high grass
Wild feral tortured by the sour taste of touch bars
Camelot fluffy wild calico cat grasps
So, wake within the urban rose wilderness
Distraught unhinged unsorted missingness
So, such distorted envisioned and homeless
Meow Roar Feral
If I am your refrain, let me embrace burn...
Meow! More like a roar, razor claws
Lonely cat hunted, by humane laws
From the slicing/cutting of my flesh feral turns
Frighten, hungry or aroused cat’s wild hounds
Laden dormant on the early autumn grounds
Until a dog catcher Captured, collared and cage
Meow Roar Wild Feral
Saddened sunsets flare their final glories.
The call of the wild never more beckons.
The wilderness has been all too soon tamed.
No longer are there unknown lands to walk.
No more does the wind call a man onward.
Buildings scrape the sky where once eagle flew.
Parking lots lie where elk and deer once grazed.
Buffalo no longer cover the land.
The wolf no longer howls his ancient rune.
The Cherokee, Comanche, Lakota
No longer stalk their game in a wide land.
But still within my heart I hear the call
That summons my soul to walk the wild lands
And I long to stalk the forests and mounts
And ford wide rivers that run who knows where.
There’re deep valleys, still, where no man has walked
And water holes from which no man has drunk.
There is much to see and so much to do,
But here I sit, matched with an aged wife
And joints that no longer move as they should.
I will stay till my heart no longer beats
And I walk in an undiscovered land.
Written: September 24, 2026
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Moonlight falls on empty fields,
hunger keeps the children awake.
There is no rice left for supper,
only water warming on the stove.
Mother says she isn't hungry,
then gives the youngest her last bite.
Outside, the wind rattles the door,
and Father counts what little remains.
Tomorrow, he'll walk to the market,
though there's nothing left to sell.
Children sleep under one blanket,
dreaming of bowls to the brim.
Mother sits by the dwindling fire,
watching the darkness.
Leaves out of the fields,
and tomorrow may be nicer.
The rebel
Line of inquiry:
“Neither desire nor aversion
Meditation our immersion
Conditioned beliefs discarded
Hymns we hum are our own version”
Strongly I feel, I am longing for “A” one;
Justly I be intense desire;
Personal how be it drawn;
I fight against authority;
I am hierarchy;
Best be believe in me;
Repugnance, to do paired said desire;
Masting said, FIRE,
feelings of dislike, repugnance bio;
Unwillingness to do something see,
One thing paired with a desire to turn away
Subject matter dismantled, swayed
Such a soul dissident, I am a maverick;
Under baptism totally involved in an activity,
or subjects matters;
Deeply I am focus;
Midst the Hocus-Pokus;
Hymnos be still my Song of Praise;
Earth and Heaven raise my name;
Purpose of adoration, I be of royal deity;
I am the Him in Hymn, really!
worship someone or something through song;
Not conceited, I’m exceeded
A Revolutionary nonconformist just an Insurgent
Never am I ever flaw, nor wrong;
Marvel… wonder… gape
Laugh at those funny monkeys…
… Don’t stare at the ape
Written: September 22, 2026, for a contest sponsored by: Sara Kendrick
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We were young enough to trust the light,
Courtyard dust and sea-salt sang at night.
Monsoon rain stitched alleys into sight,
Grandmothers folded dusk with quiet might.
Doorways breathed bread, bells rang in delight,
The world was vast yet wonder made it bright.
Time has taken barefoot hours in flight,
Still they bloom beneath the years in spite.
A vanished garden lingers in our sight,
Long after children forget their own light.
I know the night feels endless,
like the darkness found a place to stay.
But even the longest nights
eventually give way.
You may not see it yet,
but morning is on its way.
And the heart you thought was broken
can still learn how to beat again.
So breathe through the silence,
and hold on through the pain.
You don't have to have all the answers,
you just have to stay.
Because someday you'll look back
and realize you made it through.
The light was never gone,
it was just waiting
to find you.
I Was Here A While
I was here as the last breeze unfurls
To see the waves last few curls
What shall become of me afterwhile
Waiting for the moon I think I'll
Make my peace watching the ocean meet the sky
Pondering all those things that no one knows why
While the sun's last rays stand in the way
The moon has no place to play
I was here a while on this tiny sphere
Vibrating to the ocean"s roar so clear
In the earth's blink of her eye
Even a billion years after I die
To this marble I'll be dead for sure
In God's gift to the universe I'll remain obscure
A life of searching for where I fit
Maybe all I can do is imagine it
Not to forever live
Only mere moments does he give
Each a blessing
To be possessing
Beyond my time the future lays
And what may happen in those days
For I have no way to know
What may come and what may go
When my last breeze blows
And my final wave goes
All those moments of joy and pain
Will be lost like tears in the rain
The tree
The flowers in the valley
Purple like fruit punch
I see Sandra by the pine tree
She’s crouched down talking to a little girl
The clouds above look like an elephant version of ABBA
Oh wait that little girl might be me
But a memory
Because I am not under the tree yet
I am still a leaf
With first one or ones to claim
Peak's or pole's extreme
Chilled high point or low
For the self or all mankind
That heard exhaled as
Triumph's trumpet blow?
Day's End
At the day's end in that bit of light
Before slipping into the night
I look out over the land
Watching the birds with their departing planned
Then for a while it's quiet as the smudges of night take over the sky
And with its last breath the day says goodbye
As the birds settle in
Their night songs begin
One to the next in a gentle sweep
A call, a warble, a chirp, or a peep
As they relax into the nights ancient stand
The stars twinkle amid the dapples of a moonlit splendor's brand
Myself safe at home
Ready for my rest after the days roam
I’m the piper man
Will you follow me
Let yourself go, let yourself be
The journey starts – but shan’t end – with me
O’er meadow, hill, cross streams we’ll flow
Deep down inside ‘tis your desire, you know
Imagine infinite possibility
Unlock dormant ability
I’m the piper man: Will you follow me
Vita brevis* ~ Life's meant to be free
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*Vita brevis means 'Life is short.' It's part of a Latin
phrase, 'Ars longa, vita brevis,' which means, 'Art
is long, life is short.'
Welcome Aboard
America’s Vintage
Bus of all times in years
Through winding bends and open roads
Endless miles
Distance through the horizon
Rest Stops along the way
Journey a getaway
Acquaintance with America’s People
Friendly open hands at the door
Hound bus wheels accelerate
Cities after Cities
Towns after Towns
Boarding and Departing
Daylight skies
Nighttime sleep
A Hound Dog always knows the way
One Step Ahead
Recline and relax
Unleashed feel from perplexed
Greyhoundder
Through time and back
On Schedule at that
America’s wonder and wise
Greyhoundder front and Center being no surprise.
I observed a row of young swallows
Perched on a high wire
Awaiting the call of instinct
To come down the line
Annoucing,
'September is here
time to fly'.
And as yet
Too young to carry baggage
They will travel light.
And so they wait
Side by side
Shoulder to shoulder
In anticipation of the outward journey
Similar to a queue of passengers
At the airport boarding gate.
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