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“Is there free will” by A’Sun
Is there free will for a thug Or is he just the product of they put in the mud They say we’re nothing more than a neurochemical drug If so,…
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To A Garden Slug by Aimee LaFon
The flowers are dying tonight, swarmed by a hoard of gluttonous slugs. The daisies spoiled. Marigolds, long robbed of ruddy hair. Bluebells decapitated. The enduring dandelion Balks, no wish granted,…
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I Must Die within Sight of the Mountains by Paradis Perdu (Charles Richey)
I must die within sight of the mountains Those rippling shoulders of God Lowered down to the mournful strains Of a fiddler on fresh turned sod. Where the blush of…
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Folk Tale by Sydney Hamilton
Can you imagine… -the old lady who lived in a shoe? Not looking like me or you- Talking only crazy, talking to who? -an attic full of mice, One ran…
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Die‑Hard Skeptic by Paradis Perdu (Charles Richey)
I'm a Johnny‑come‑lately die‑hard skeptic. Got an ulcer, I think it's peptic. Tell me what you truly believe. I'll listen a while then get up and leave. I once bought…
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Impermanence by Paradis Perdu (Charles Richey)
See holly berries’ Orange blush under azure October skies. Change.
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“By and By” by Sydney Hamilton
I stood on that knob, fluttered up and screamin’ like a bird, tears thicker than butter, I know that mountain cat could hear me. Mercier to Maine, I know these…
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Poetic Science is Contagious by A’Sun
I felt this need to find out how my self relates to everything else I’ve been reading articles about how consciousness can collapse the wave function But the more I…
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Enjoy the Sprang Air by Sydney Hamilton
Oh to be the tree- To have half my body submerged in Earth. Toes to reach the river bank My skin to fold and harden, hair to fray and split,…
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The Dance of the Magnolia by Paradis Perdu (Charles Richey)
I love to watch a magnolia tree Dancing with the wind, Applauding her partner while they dance. Hardly a word or sigh passes between them. The wind leads and the…