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Pleasant spring like day February 9th, 2024

A scent (and sixth sense predominates),
when apple boughs
and other aromatic flora
laden with blossoms and fruit
gently assail cilia of the nostrils,
aside from aiding distinguishing
pleasant or unpleasant smells
additionally incorporate complex structures
of the paranasal sinus mucosa
in which function
critical linkedin to respiratory defense.

The Unsung Heroes

The scorching sun can't be compared to the pains he succumbed to. So overpowered with virtuous courage and so he can beat every uncertainty.

Strong boldly spelt over a beautifully smiled face with so many untold wounds piping rough edges of memories in his brain.

Devastated he could have been but his might in courage strongly held him up.

Strong and courageous merely words to many but him a ride he has bestowed upon himself. Voyage that can't be stolen from him.

Running Shoes

I'm not much of a runner.
But I've traveled long distances
trying to stay ahead
of the grief in my thoughts.

I don't see it as an adversary anymore.
It's simply trying to keep pace
with how I miss you now.

Formidable flourishing fiends...

harangue since landing
yours truly immersed
in a dream-like
fiercesome state of war,
not quite a dream
can be described
as a "hypnagogic state"
while virtually in Singapore,

where Katy Perry
namesake of a lion doth roar
noise amplified courtesy dissonance
while nine inch nails synthesize
scraping across chalk board
evoking discordant soundcloud
foo fighting beastie boys
comprising a quatuor.

Nights That Last Forever

The endless night will soon appear
And usher all my demons will step in,
As thoughts of long past troubles
Descend and strive to dwell within.

Tragedies and despairs from long ago
Make their presence felt once more,
On these nights that seem to never end
What may be the troubles I'll explore?

The decisions that I might have made
Had my conscience been more clear,
Give way to endless second thoughts
Which churn within my darkened sphere.

Long Enough

I've lived long enough,
but not long enough
not to miss it when it will go.

Seems I am just now
getting the hang of things.
Not all of them, to be sure.

But certainly all of the beautiful things.
Those that began long before me
as dust and dirt from the stars.

Isis staind 27+ years...

of scorpion stinging poison us marriage,
whereby the missus and I
experienced genesis as
mama and papa respectively.

(jest kibitizing)

thus explaining why I
(a sixty five year young adult)
joined blue oyster cult
to live out my dream as
a Norwegian bachelor farmer
yours truly doth exult.

Reasons

When we would often ask
why we loved each other,
the usual items on my list were there.

Her melancholy for the brevity of shooting stars.
And wandering out to greet the rain at first light
as it begins its release from the night.

But the best explanation, we both agreed,
was that there didn’t need to be
any specific reason at all.

Preface:
On February 4, 1861,
the seven states that had seceded
by this point convened and created
the Confederate States of America
under the leadership of Jefferson Davis.

Just under two months later,
on April 12, 1861, Confederate forces
opened fire on Union-occupied
Fort Sumter off the South Carolina coast.

Teenage Boys Looking for Religion

Listening to records with my roommate
that summer. We were very young then.
We talked about the girl. The one we met
at the western shore but didn’t get her name.

We watched, furtively, every one
of her eccentric and mystical movements,
and the dueling colors in her eyes.
All of it imperfectly perfect.

Later, while putting on another LP,
he said, “If the way she looked
didn’t take you to church
then God doesn’t need you.”

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