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Echoes of Olympus (Special)...

Echoes of Olympus (Special): The Thirteen Gods and their deeds

Echoes of Olympus (Special): The Thirteen Gods

In the realm where myths unfold, Thirteen gods, their stories told. Zeus, the sky with thunder's might,...

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Solar Wrath

Solar Wrath

Noble northern lights
illuminate the
nocturnal sky
(a gift from the
Solar...

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Passive aggressive...

Passive aggressive insubordination against establishmentarian paradigm

Bully me, yours truly
never ordained, gifted, or blessed
with mien mean characteristic...

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Sometimes having guts means...

You step into a public bathroom for a birdbath.

Back when you had teeth to brush....

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Fame

is there authenticity in a disguise
if it is pure and deeply real
Is there a point where...

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Existensialism Mystique

Existensialism Mystique

Jean Paul Sartre has a lot to answer for doesn't he?
Not given to us by God? So what was given...

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Life in a box

Life in a box

In the everyday hustle and bustle of life, where routines rule the roost and expectations weigh heavy on...

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The sea

The pounding sea
Relentless and consuming
Is there a mystery here?
It is in nature all...

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Moet. Champagne.

Divination.

Oh my, you really do stink pal.
Where on earth did you come from? The swamp. Yuk. Go have a shower...

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Shattering the Crown

A Syllabic

Shattering the Crown

Shattering many sentimental dreams
Broken down the instrumental seams
Breeze through...

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Stranded on nothing

Stranded on nothing

Alighted at an airport

longing for the boat to come in

A one and only arrival

No...

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Apple and the tree

Love, you are a tree and I am an apple that
Becomes ripe from your strength next to the stream....

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Sideways

Sideways
With little steps
Crumpled laughter stands
Acknowledging the afterthought...

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The Hills of Donegal

The desolate landscape of Donegal, born to be a script, a poem...

The Hills of Donegal

Large tufts of grass graze upon winter bleak, like ancient creatures mourning baron land.

I stand...

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Hypersonic Tsunami

Hypersonic Tsunami

I/you
is/am/was
a soldier of
fortuitous (mis)fortune

a quiet
puddle...

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life is...

life is...

a black canvas
punctuated
with spots of gray

a circle
ending
where it...

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Going Home

Going Home

Once there was a way
to get back home
but now
The autumn leaves
has since...