Monthly Archives: August 2015

Passage to India

I found some ancient rupees in my jodpurs that Kipling never knew if being blue like Krishna is what it takes to attract the Gopi milk maid girls then I want to be blue too, I never wanted groupies as … Continue reading

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Blue Hawai

Once I caught a naughty whale by the tail and she took me for a ride around the ocean but then she got the notion to dive to the bottom leaving me afloat in the middle of the doldrums hoping … Continue reading

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Divas and Lesser Gods

some lesser gods wear their immortality upon their sleeves just to impress us mere mortals here below and blow by blow they regale us through the media with everything we never wanted to know about them from heart break to … Continue reading

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Kimmy

Do you suppose the Kim Kardassians of this world ever read Jean Paul Sartre or struggle with the meaning of life and dwell in states of existential nausea or do they just worry about their make up and their next … Continue reading

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Salt

small wonder that we become ashes and dust it is the result of bitterness just as the ocean is salted by all our tears

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Old Whores

For I have just become an old lion in winter or an old hound of war who no longer turns the heads of women walking though the crowd except whores but I have come to prefer invisibility, my life has … Continue reading

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Ghost Lovers

how many women have I loved who no longer exist or at least are no longer the people I fell in love with who exist only in my own mind as memories now; or they have died or live on … Continue reading

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Empire

I heard a bird singing somewhere beyond my sight and took it upon faith that he was really there just like I know the sun will rise tomorrow and that in the life of a star our sun is young … Continue reading

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Past

The past mocks me because it has no bearing on the present; I was never a pretender to any throne in this life however I feel as if I have sustained great loss; everyone in my parents generation is gone … Continue reading

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Ode to the North and LBA

Once so long ago here beneath the pines, my mother stood straight like an arrow in the falling snow watching her grandchildren learning to ski for their first time like Norsemen all of us returning to our roots, the snow, … Continue reading

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