Author: Summer

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firstly i love You
for bringing me et al
nature and life in all it’s glory

i love you not so much
when you tell us something
we find hard to believe you know

like tonight
saying how much pain cranes are feeling
flying over the Himalayas
please forgive me for wanting the facts –
and/or do you have a scientific way
of measuring cranes pain?

lastly i love you for making the point
we
are
all
one.

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the poet said,
“Evil must get tired sometime.”

of the eons of life on planet Earth
evil was given personified,
two thousand twelve years ago
or +five thousand depending
on who’s measuring,
unlike Prometheus
this personification
of evil
was given
the hour
of it’s own dissolution
something burning in the kitchen?
someone smoking sulphur?
hell no, it is not the Earth and everything in it
it is evil remembering
the trade off
wait
but yet
where there is life there is hope
to every season
change, change, change, change
at time for tears
a time to let go
turn, turn, turn, turn

shake hands with your sister Kate
my Jake
shake hands with your neighbour Sam
welcome back as the flowers in May
dear ol’ country boy

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i’s and u’s and barbeques
if’n i can find u’s laugh
will the chopin’ dickens
remind me of the good god
of humour or hum our
song all night long do u
remember neither do i
the matter is only
are we still singing
day by day
hear the daughters
they are drumming as it was said
needs happen
the fat lady sang long ago
when we saw her Rubenesque
instead of fatso still the sir
oh will he hear the drumming
soon?
flashing thunder hummingbird heart
and every drum in between
to the soft peaceful
elder’s

above the smiling lips and eyes
is ur brow furled / unfurled
ur breathing smooth or not

drop my teeth
ask for your phone number
oh
maybe u forgot how to laugh
(could you give me a real,
seemingly good laugh
and save me for this evening
from night shift
in the salt of mines.)

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i am one and we are two
what but a pity
those who’ve bought the pie
of 1 plus 1 equal one
like : he plus she equal he

Johnny jump ups
and apple Jacks
please pass the Quacks

so long ago and far away
let us laugh together
out loud

happy birthday Charles you Dickens
two hundred years and still
love for you, grows

even more…

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unemployment growing? yes and no
improved foreign relations? yes and no
etc & on and on…

in a more perfect forum
like C-SPAN and
cyberspace
we hear them all :
those who stil fear
and those who speak their own experience

and the only thing to fear is fear itself
whince/where/whom did it come from?
can we pause a moment and check our own pulse?
a moment to feel ourself breath in, breathe out?

Americans spent $11 billion yesterday
at/for a sporting event.
Do they fear they won’t have money
to participate in next years super sport?
(fear example)

if you listen you will hear
both voices –
now is a good time,
on one hand to weigh the Left
on the other hand to weigh the Right,
and if we truly desire
to be a more perfect Union,
might we then
speak of compromise?

we are all right and we are all wrong
with some more right and some more wrong
and we need to stop playing the God Hand,
“It’s my way or the highway.”

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a mule is an elephant with long shiny ears
who never forgets a grudge
thus never learns
independence of choice
never earns
citizenship
by flaunting God
with human voice
“He told me to do it.”
when caught with hand in US cookie jar,
“The Devil made me do it.”

have i gone too far
tween braah and jar?

heaven help us hooligans
dancing in the dark
won’t you come around soon
o full of the moon
our moon
reflecting
reflective
one more time again, Charlie
here comes the sun
it’s all right

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