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Volcano Run part 3 - Escaping the Ashfall

Part three

Once we were home, the bikes secure
we sealed the clubhouse, best we could
waiting for the ash to stop 
but fearing that it never would,

All the TV news was dismal;
all predicting different things,
each with warnings dire and dreadful
of the dangers ashfall brings.

I dug out pairs of coveralls
and painter's masks for us to wear,
and cartons of

India ascent to mount everest

India ascent to mount everest
India known to be finest economy
But dead economy echoes nation-wide
India known to be military mite
But india is outweaponised by enemy's hypersonic jets
India known to be emerging hindu nation
But no reincarnation,no salvation
does India suffers from phobia of activities deficit,phobia of sovereignty deficit,phobia of height?
india's highest peak expedition without getting eaten alive
Into the

Volcano Run part 2 - The Ride Home

At crack of dawn we headed out
before a cock or rooster crowed
and soon we found our asphalt path;
at home again, upon the road.

That 'greasy spoon' was our last stop,
Where we each tended to our ride;
we filled the tires and topped the gas
before we found our way inside.

Once we were seated I looked up
to see the

New from dyslexic temple mount

New from dyslexic temple mount...

of one mortal university 
undergraduate built in madly
the brainchild of one Forest Hadley
an a Ford able game paid top dollar
after being purchased by Milton Bradley
called Dodge the Old Farts.

A favorite game I (and the wife) play
here at Highland Manor originated
by yours truly (me) and the spouse
soon after we moved here
eight years

The Clouds of Mount Everest - may you ever rest

Flapping without flying.
It feels okay.
Your scales of fur corrode.
A foul, but sweet, but warm, but damp...
Scent of something new.

You're red and blue tomorrow,
Yellow, pink, today.
But forever, I'd say grey.

You're white, dirtied, pure.
Once lost, but now at home.

If invaders must die,
Make yourself the furniture.
You can stain my doormat red,
So you can see me before we part.

And

Put 'Em All on Mount Rushmore

     Abraham Lincoln:  “With malice toward none, with charity for all.” 
       
     George Wallace:    “Callous toward all, with charity to none.”

     Alexandra Cortez:  “Braless toward all, nothing for no one.”

what heads would I mount

What heads would I mount
If I were a head-mounter?
Would I mount them in the kitchen
So they could watch me cook?

I know I would not mount them in the bathroom.
Would I mount human heads or the heads of animals?
The head of a snake would not be big enough.
What about the head of a dragon?

But how could

sacred mount fuji

sacred mount fuji
breathtaking meditation
prayer in the wind

Mount Argopuro

Tailoring path of grass
Jungle and meadow
What the boots hiked for
So many answers

From faith to maid
From stubborn to airborne
From nail to snail

I had gone
I had born

Tailor is not tailoring
Jungle is gone
The boots had won

Mount Fuji

Snow-capped peak 
Straight out of dream
Nature's finest.

Summer sunshine smiles

mount snow drums
summer sunshine smiles
golden joy

Mount Moriah

First person narrative from the perspective of a mountain…

Isaiah 55:12 “ For ye shall go out with joy and be led forth with peace: the mountains and hills shall break forth before you into singing, and all the trees of the field shall clap their hands. “

Mount Moriah

     Walk the path

TANZANIA'S BEAUTIFUL MONSTER

At above 16,000 feets,
Stood a beautiful monster of nature.
Its majestic head— a beauty from distance
Kisses the endless expanse blue sky
Crafting a captivating spectacle
That ignites morethan just the imagination.

Oh, Kilimanjaro, you're morethan just a mountain 
You're a beacon of wonder
A symbol of grace
An eternal treasure 
A gift for all — not just Tanzania but the world.

Kentucky Derby

The gates open as a large crowd starts rushing in
A day of pomp and pageantry is about to begin 
It is the first Saturday in May at Churchill Downs home of the Kentucky Derby 
Top 3-year-olds from around the world circle the track in a frenzied hurry 
The jockeys with their colorful outfits mount their

The Bard of the Rydal Mount and Tagore

We need Wordsworth
To save our beautiful earth
Who found God in Nature
And worshipped the creature
He grasped humanity as his own
For which he was born.
We need Tagore
In today's moment of horror
He taught how to conquer over fear
Here and there we can hear
The shrill cry of hungry vultures
The blood-eater creatures.
Tagore showed human love
How to weave it like a

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