Dog spelled backwards is God
bringing love and loyalty
with every doggie nod
Companions beyond compare
canines adore and protect
following you everywhere
You’re never alone with a dog
because they understand
your inner dialogue
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I’m happy as can be
being me
a guy who writes poetry
A wanderer among words
a purveyor of verbosity
I soar into skies of stories
not yet told
in broken sentence safaris
my imagination uncontrolled
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Washed up on the shore of depression
barely sane
a tumultuous soul calls out my name
scratchy screams in the storm
of life
a weary survivor of constant strife
no surcease for my sorrow
no hope for the morrow
but I continue to go on
every dawn
every day
wanting to be okay
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The poet paints meaning into every color
each cleverer than the other
Blue is as inspiring as the sky
Purple makes people sigh
Gold is shiny and bold
Sea Green is slimy and cold
Orange is an autumn day
There’s various shades of grey
Yellow is bright and enlightening
Black can be good or frightening
Every color in the rainbow
delivers messages in nature’s road show
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The is no highway to heaven.
Despite the spiritual myths perpetrated since the dawn of civilization there are no guarantees you’re going anywhere when you pass from this earthly veil.
With the creation of God stories clerical leaders were able to control the masses with threats of going to hell if they didn’t adhere to their rules. Control was established early on in human history and the various religions today continue that tradition of using a higher power to further their version of what people should believe.
The amusing part of this mind control technique is the promises made by various religions.
If you’re a good practicing Catholic, you will go to heaven and see all your family and friends when you die.
If you’re a Protestant heaven can only be achieved by following their six main expressions of faith.
Muslims believe in a paradise for men stocked with beautiful virgins attending to them if they held the faith for all of their life. I’m not sure what the women get in paradise, but I suspect it’s not a bunch of pool boys at their beck and call.
Faithful Mormon women go to different levels of Heaven depending upon how many children they have. Men automatically go to the highest level if they follow the teachings of Joseph Smith.
Buddhists believe that human life is a cycle of suffering and rebirth, but if one wants to achieve enlightenment (heaven) and escape this cycle and achieve a state of Nirvana then they must follow the teachings of the Buddha. They don’t believe in any kind of deity or God, although there are supernatural figures who can help or hinder people on the path towards enlightenment.
So, you can see they all make promises to lure you into their control and how you should live your life if you want to go on to a better place.
I believe there is a higher power in the universe who frankly doesn’t give a damn about humanity’s fear of the unknown.
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My first steps were awkward down the path of life
as I tried to navigate through the strife
As the years loped past like a frightened antelope
I learned to cope
the trail widened in time
as I hit my prime
picking my path
and accepting the aftermath
to stay on the trail
and prevail
but old age slows me down
keeping me closer to the ground
at the crossroad
near the end of the road
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Unbeknown to his doctors
and his family
Brian was deeply aware
his blank stare
a mask
he wore everywhere
inside
he could hear and see
reality
confidentially
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The Bison bellowed when he saw the dog talking with the steer
the cats who were near
whispered secrets that only they could hear
goats bleating as they jumped from one mountain to another
with ease
birds speaking multiple languages in nearby trees
a weasel whistling
a porcupine bristling
on another beautiful spring day
when the creatures like to come out and play
in Animal Land
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Upon awakening every morning, I feel like I’m going to die
I don’t know how
or even why
but I have fever dreams
that go to such extremes
they make my soul cry
strange symbols fly by
in a multi-colored sky
of my subconscious
as I continue to seek the light
every night
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a little girl singing in the spring meadows of your mind
her sweet voice soothing your soul with lyrics
from another time
a little boy playing with a toy on a snowy day
his childish antics in your mind’s eye
from another time
a young woman dancing in a play
her grace and beauty in full bloom
from another day
a young man indulging in harmless horseplay
his powerful muscles straining in the summer heat
of another day
an old woman knitting by a warm hearth of clay
her memories embroidered on blankets
from another day
an old man in a winter pathway
looking for his memories
from another day.
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