Residual debris

stultification of ideas atrophied body of work the query of each generation For our time please select from drop down menu what to do with all this information and non across space and time whilst history keeps repeating Title photo by Pixabay

Haiku Tryptich of loss

#1 No need to worry Meritocracy is dead Hail! Hail! Less is King #2 Immediacy Thwarting all contemplation Yet, then it's over #3 Eat and run ranks high Refusing to chew slowly Life undigested Title photo by Ayoub Bouhouche

The dark side of Christmas

Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house Not a creature was stirring not even a mouse (this is where Clement Clarke Moore ends and I begin) No stockings were hung by the chimney with care Not a chance that Santa would ever come there Two little brothers grimy and tattered as could …

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Triptych of Pain

DOMINANCE Grunt and thump again Past death past hell and beyond Again and again and more SHE Maelstrom of evil Tempting in pretty colors Don't open the gift CONTROL Let me go he said She would never release him I never loved you Cover Photo by Kat Smith on

Haiku triptych

BIRDSONG First one chirp one trill Rising sun crescendo song A new morning breaks DROUGHT Bone without marrow Brushed by dust laden breezes Brittle fractured World DEWDROP Delicate droplet A trembling kaleidoscope As we hold our breath


Pixabay Schmooze me Booze me Long as I can lose me Even for just an hour Lie to myself It'll be okay Hold tight let go seems alright then don't know tic tac toe to and fro a losing game most every day trying crying feeling close to dying Gotta let go one final blow …

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From the tiniest movements you understand With huge enthusiasm you respond Warm soft little blanket Fierce and brave caped crusader Clown of a plaything Consummate charmer All of you Every hair is dripping with love

Merciful Mary

Winds of change Please do carry the voice of truth far and wide Across battlefields And burning skies Over charred remains Mothers' empty sighs Over homes laid bare Hey sir, can you spare Some Love and some Mercy? So much hatred Blacker than the sea Rife with fear Let everyone hear Our shouts our screams …

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