Monthly Archives: November 2016

Religion Is…

Religion is a vision of man lost in pain, Unless he sacrifice his every joyous gain; Religion is a vision of man crawling, dread, For having used one thought of his own head. Religion is a hunger for man’s full … Continue reading

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Castro Cast Out!

Yes! Now is Castro cast out for his crimes! Yes! Though e’en death holds his nose at the stink of his spirit, While he shoves him far down out of sight Where the red teeth of Mao and of Stalin … Continue reading

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Work’s Philosophy (after Shelley’s “Love’s Philosophy”)

The smokestacks mingle with the bridges, And the bridges with the highways; The lights of towers, up the ridges, Twinkle through the skyways. Though creations here are single, All keen works by man’s design Combine in joy and mingle. Why … Continue reading

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In The Wind

Flowers of freedom, where have you gone? “Off in the wind we are scattered.” Is no petal left for our dreaming upon? “Off in the wind we are scattered.” “We are gone, we are flown, we are hid and unshown; … Continue reading

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In A Clutch

In the day, in the day, In the day, day, day, I am good, I’m alive, I’m okay! And I say in the day, In my single-tary way, Gone is night, oh delight, out of sight! Now there’s clouds in … Continue reading

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And Poof!

When all the world awaits your fall And you stand straighter, grow more tall, Will you forget it, even then, The anger of these envious men? Or have you seen, beyond their rage, As footlights hold you center stage (Yet … Continue reading

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Apelles

Apelles, great Greek master of art, Painted Aphrodite rising from the sea. She rose, the canvas now burst apart, And placed the world at his knees.

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Morning Hymn

In the worship of man We arise and we stand, And we raise up our voices so great That the worship of man Vibrates heartbeat and hand As we stand in our self-hood elate. In his reason supreme He is … Continue reading

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Praise Man

Praise Man from whom all blessings flow, Praise all inventions he doth show; Praise rocket-ships he flings up high, Praise all his towers standing by; Praise thought and word and deed of he Who banishes evil slavery; Praise man’s heroic … Continue reading

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The United Hates Of America

The dictator shouted to the students, “The people, undivided, one, When tied by me are puppets hung!” The puppets echoed back, “We puppets, undivided, Will always be united!” The dictator shouted again, “The people are the puppets, The puppets are … Continue reading

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Comparisons

Some say man’s life is short, Compared to a turtle or tree; But I say it is long Next a bird, a dog, or a bee. Some say man’s life ain’t great Compared to the stars o’er-head; Yet there is … Continue reading

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Painting Day

You scraped some old paint off the door; I put spackle in holes in the wall. We took a break, smoked cigarettes, Then back to work we cheerly went. You scraped and swore at something hard; I sang “Home On … Continue reading

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Thankful

On this Thanksgiving Day we’re thankful for: A roof above, below, a floor, A window clean, a solid door, And medicines that ease our pain, And shining sun and drops of rain, And we’re not walking ‘cross a plain Through … Continue reading

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At Last It Is!

Pomenotas sang, in early Greece, Of the rise of man and the gods decrease. He sang alone and no one heard, But one, just one, caught his every word. Ashaitha she, of the golden lyre; Its strings were made of … Continue reading

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Oedipus Saves Himself

Oedipus confronts his accusers. I have proven that I have killed my father and slept with my mother. Well, so what? Now you prove that my actions were evil. I discovered facts that, when pieced together, led me to my … Continue reading

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The Young Bakriti

When Bakriti was a beautiful little girl of seven she sat in the shade of a stall in the marketplace while her mother sold clay bowls and jugs and drinking cups. Far down and up the busy way she could … Continue reading

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The Tale Of Bakriti

Bakriti, lovelier than Helen, had not one lover at her side, for all the gods she had denied. The worshipers of Apollo, Aphrodite and Almighty Zeus, maddened, came to take her as a sacrifice, came to slice her pure white … Continue reading

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Aspasia, Leaping

Aspasia sat on the thighs of Pericles And said, “Why do we honor the gods? Do the gods honor us? Do they make sacrifices to us?” Socrates, leaning on a table, smiled. Pericles laughed, then responded, “The people need to … Continue reading

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Phryne, A Tale Of Greek Justice

Phryne, of Athens most beautiful, Or was said to be, for rarely seen was she, Praiseless walked past Apollo to the beach; In her superiority Disrobed, and dove into the sea. One Euthias, struck, gazed in amaze As Phryne swam … Continue reading

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To Have Just This

To have just this—a little taste Of gentle rise through open space, A flash of joy untinged with gloom, A swinging step around still doom, A breath of deathless, dewy air, A lifting flight to everywhere That waves its wings … Continue reading

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Black

Black, sweet shy kitty-cat, Who sleeps upon the swing, Or in her porch-bed, curled, But so alive for breakfast! “Meeow! Meeow! Meeow!” Wait till I open the door! “Sure, sure, sure,” she purrs, Bolting in for the bowl that’s hers! … Continue reading

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For More

If life was meant to easy be, Sun always bright for easy see, If nothing ever barred the way, And no path ever led astray, Then what would mind and will be for If you were never asked for more? … Continue reading

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Experienced

Of all the claims that are made for Hillary Clinton the one that says “she’s experienced” is the stupidest one going. A liar may be experienced—at lying; a cheater may be experienced—at cheating; a traitor may be experienced—at betraying; an … Continue reading

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A Rani Flame

For beauty’s beauty’s beauty’s sake These brief bare words I consecrate; From tongue and soul and heart and mind, Like feathered friends that spring would find, And wafting easy up through air, And singing, winging, seeking there, Become themselves the … Continue reading

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I Am The Star

Another year is starting up Inside my flesh and mind; A minute’s past, I win the cup With checkered flags entwined! More seconds go, I’m still first, oh! No loser life’s in sight! My road sweeps on from dawn to … Continue reading

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