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Winter Blues

If you have to lose a love then
not in winter
when words are cold and eyes are 
closed to light
while watching falling snowflakes you remember
a...

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There I sit in every home, 
in the corner of the room.
I collect discarded items
including bottles of old perfume.

Bills and advertisements
magazines and letters too, 
especially...

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Lima describe how yours truly went Peru zing...

thru truckloads of his personal communiqués broadcast
(methinks quite some years ago) across world wide web,
but now still smarting...

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Every image and text we post on Facebook
is selected and air-brushed,
to present our lives as we would like it to be,
sharing images for self congratulation...

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Labyrinth of Sighs 

Wondering through a labyrinth of sighs 
More platitudes with attitudes that never question why 
A litany of afterthoughts about where we go...

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Alphonse Mucha's art was so influential it helped create Art Nouveau.
A flamboyant sensuous style, with softness, swirls, curls and beauty.
It heralded and celebrated new art...

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When did the concept of family become
a tired cliché of phased-out tradition
in need of redefining?

And when did we abandon our parental duties
to glorified babysitters with...

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My Grandfather's Grocer Shop

I was born in Liverpool - England and
I remember back to when I was a child
how I marvelled at the way things...

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When I receive old magazines the first thing I seek as I flip through the pages, I find
Are the advertisements that bring to my mind...

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this epistle per mine choice of heir apparent presidential throne
composed from one liberal minded non-conformist rolling stone  

prompted awareness that one voice can affect...

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Add #1 
‘Kimmy's Bliss’ hair and nails will be coming and soon,
Find it easy to cry, hate to howl at the moon?
Well the ‘Kimmy's Bliss’...

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Few Words, Few pictures, News
Thousand narrations to same story
Every day a new story
…
Journalism, an art to write
Whether truth is perceived or false
None care, just write...

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Part Two

When we were young you used to have a wit rarely challenged and a strength of passion no one questioned 
Now you stress about...

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Let me rap to you about where I'm from.
Sidewalks are broken, weeds grow through the cracks.
The people that use them are like the sidewalks,
broken and...

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Before it’s too late

Distant bells clatter on cloud fed weathered skies where
darkness creeps past low light vestibules, faded beams flicker 
Short skirts wave in a...

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