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why ask
if she is suicidal
re departure
the very first broken heart
does not a Romeo make
oh what do you say
from a pretender
to a truth twister
“It ain’t me, mister.”

why ask what he would say
re departure
“You are my Juliet,
thru eternity.”
to a truth teller
“Ah, Shorty,
I only break my own heart.”

waltz me around again Charlie,
Tom, in dawn’s rosy light
how oh i miss you’re playing…,
and you oh nameless one,
namaste

you three kings
of glorious are
lighting our day
night shooting stars:

help us thru
this hope filled
new year.

oh pain of waxy ebb and flow
ringing inner outer ear
not to worry trixie nun
your true mother and father
will never allow
the turning into stone
not the prodigal son
nor the prodigal daughter
even so
one of the ex’s ask,
“Have you ever met a rock
that was not a pretty rock?”

wine without roses poor rose
so ready was she
to return

hush mother by and by
chick e chico
remember home
the homecoming
the coming home

was it not your wish
they spread their wings in flight
learn the seasons learn the world
learn the ways of human via/versa human

rosy dawn this ending of another year
chalking it up, reading it twice
discerning false and true

Run away, run away, run away all,
somewhere already
they’re striking up the band
dancing the year away

be happy

(o)

How long, how loud
enough
ear piercing anger
ear drum banging
“what can I do?
what can I do?”
till dawn
we do depart
with dusk
faithful
to truth
justice
and
the humane way.

Hemingway and his little bird
saved tucked beneath his vest
lovin’ those good ol’ fashion beans
dart dart little heart
midnight gone
and dey commin’ home.

<..) like the prodigal son we would come home to tell you what we've learned but you would not listen perhaps you never will this life time but there is always hope "too frightened to do anything else" "hey mon, it's just adrenalin some outsider's ideals pumped in" when did Jesus ask for christian soldiers marching off to war who can not say/hear the defamation of character of the gentle Jesus in the bible is he both war and peace? then why do we call him The King of Peace and not The King of Peace and War? bring back, bring back the jingle bells of peace and joy sleigh bells do ring are you listening?

on the 8th day of winter
my true love gave to me
one more hero to love…
one i’m joyed to sing to:
“anchors away, my fallon,
an-chors a-way!”

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how much is that fishy in the window
not for sale then will/might you play
a tune on the stringed mandolin
not a mandolin?
nm (and never mind)
yeah LoL i do a’mix my cyber chat

hello love
hello strong woman
with surely art
of a Mona Lisa smile
how very nice to meet you
might i light a fire
and serve you a cup of tea
?

{..}

Virginia don’t want him
lord he can’t go back there
right eye taking aim with pointed finger
left eye lookin’ away Dixie Land

some people do get left coal
on xmas eve
and maybe all of youse
who point a scolding finger at us’ens
for simply using short hand re “x”
take an sprain
coal is good for a cold

<..) argue with myself till one of us says, "neither point really matters" the point is one step forward from the beginning of "crazy if you hearing voices" to knowing when given the freedom our inner voice will give us a second opinion fully knowing final choice is the stronger when both voices agree now let us all go walk our talk after we've had a good talk with our selves silent night, holy night a starting point to voice within silence a l l hearts are fragile love is something if you give it away give it away, give it away give away some time it'll come running back to us in time or even instantly when everything is equal

Dear Mr./Ms. Conservative,

it is hard to be needy
don’t you know
no/maybe
well i can tell you
being there now

) it is harder to receive than give
maybe except when
the receiver does often perceive
the giver with an attitude
of “better-than-thou”
and
the embarrassing givers attitude
of “lesser-than-thou”

) when receiver and giver
feel of equal worth
well then

joy on earth
joy to the people
joy to learn
we are all one
in different guise

might we, this night
see and hear
one human heavenly chorus sing

joy?