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Know One to Preach
Know One to Preach
My vacant village…more vacant than before
Tattered, elicit affairs lay at St. Gabriel’s altar
All the residents have wrapped up testaments into a crumpled yellowed newspaper, and gone home
Golden saviors, cloaked and free of fear, are unabated…akin to flea market trinkets…nothing but grab bags of unidentified…barren bones
Diamond crusted good Samaritans with chips on their robes seem…
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Shinrin-Yoku - Forest Bathing
Shinrin-Yoku – Forest Bathing
There had been a moment, moons ago. A fraction of time between the anarchy and cluttered lawlessness. Miles from anyway. Deep down a dirt road. I ran. I knew flight had been my only way out. That flight led me to the forest. No longer did I hide. I could search my soul. I could become acutely aware of all that surrounds me. The forest became a nurturer and protector.
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Innocent Poet
Poetry is innocent not wise. It does not learn from experience, because each poetic experience is unique.
##Karl Shapiro
The further the distance from my floating chaotic dream
The more the air beneath stolen feet
I know I can become more than I had been whispered to be.
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Random Thought for the Day Whatever has the nature of rising...has the nature of ceasing...or, at least, taking a good nap!
Happy or Sad
Mountains within sway…casting clouds on an overly green day.
Living in beauty, when time permits, life is a painting…
Life is something to portray.
Intrinsic are the cards…
Eccentric is my heart.
Soon I forget where I am at.
As a shuffle transposes beneath the hand,
I can forgive happy or sad.
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HOLD ON TIGHT
I’ve been selling my name For the sake of who knows I’ve been trying to explain How it’s all gonna go I don’t take my life For granted I’ve been waking up tight Day after day Hope is taking it’s time To go my way But I don’t take my life for granted I’m gonna hold on tight To what I’ve been handed
I’ll try not to complain About the things I have lost Cause when you have something great That just means there’s a greater loss So when you look at yourself Tell me who do you see Is it the person you been Or the person you’re gonna be Don’t take your life for granted
Why don’t you hold on tight To what you’ve been handed Don’t take your life for granted Why don’t you hold on tight To what you’ve been handed Cause you just don’t know how long you will have it
Greg Holden
Hold On HOLD ON TIGHT I've been selling my name For the sake of who knows I've been trying to explain…
Words without Meaning
Wherever you go go with all your heart. -Confucius
“Words! Mere words! How terrible they were! How clear, and vivid, and cruel! One could not escape from them. And yet what a subtle magic there was in them! They seemed to be able to give a plastic form to formless things, and to have a music of their own as sweet as that of viol or of lute. Mere words! Was there anything so real as words?” ― Os…
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Patches
These patches of sunlight that seek
and
search
and
warm the bones.
These are the moments that
call me home.
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