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Rosh Hashshana 2022

Rosh Hashshana 2022

No matter yours truly an atheist,
I consider myself fascinated with my ancestry
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JESUS IS COMING ARE YOU...

THE TACTICS I USE ARE TO AWAKEN NOT SCARE,
AS A WATCHMAN I MUST TELL YOU TO BE PREPARED.
I...

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Poem 225

Poem 225

My parting gift to
those who still possess eyes that
are curious, and
hearts that...

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God, Give Me A Light

God, Give Me A Light

God, give me a light
to decipher the marks on
the face of meaning.
May it help me to...

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The Storm

The Storm

Do you know where to find shelter ,
When the storm brings the rain.
Do you know where to find...

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Wise Words

Wise Words

Wise words, seasoned by Time, are worth
A thousand futile distractions.
This quick fix...

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If They

If They

If they
Misunderstood
Dont smoke
If they
Not use to
That good wood...

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The World.

A whole living planet
It birthed me
It earth's me
Dont need it
Don't want it...

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THE PRODIGAL CHILD

I HAVE DONE MANY THINGS OVER THE PAST 20 YEARS,
RESULTING IN JOY AND ENDING IN TEARS.
I DO...

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When Disenchanted...

When Disenchanted...

When disenchanted,
I dream of Woody Guthrie.
I admire his stance:
'O this machine...

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Among the Ruins...

Among the Ruins...

Among the ruins,
of what they claim is progress,
some merely survive.

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My Ragged Prayers

My Ragged Prayers

My ragged prayers
are rented from the ruins
of Time. O I pray
for a little light to...

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Here To Stay.

A bright silvery moon.
Shines down on a young girls face that’s painted sad.
I ask myself....

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Walking In Crimdon Dene: (...

Walking In Crimdon Dene: ( Hartlepool, 23rd of September, 2022)

I will walk these gentle paths in Crimdon Dene,
Under the soft glow of autumnal light.
I will...

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Buddhist Monks: ( Haiku)

Buddhist Monks: ( Haiku)

Buddhist monks building
their holy house of order,
through meditation.

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These Rusted Leaves...

These Rusted Leaves...

The trees extricate
themselves of rusted beauty.
For autumn leaves are
falling in late...

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Ingratiate

Ingratiate

I think
we look
at other
peoples' work
only to
ingratiate them
to...