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  105.     

A-Mused (Or: What’s Shakespeare Got That I Haven’t Got?)

Here I sit
Musing on the Muse
Oh glorious Muse
Muse-ic to my ears!
From whence comes thy chariot of golden fire
To dazzle with brilliance my feeble wit?
What a pity little brain have I
Sitting like a dunce in the dark corner of the room.
Teach me, spirit, spare not thy en-lightening rod
Awaken the sleeping synapse and obstructed neuron that cannot complete
A sentence, a nuance, a rhyme.
I’ll write thy name on the blackboard of the sky
Fifty thousand times and more
If only, but only, you might reveal that name
Sacred, unspoken, mysterious
Name
And whisper it softly, oh so softly
In my ear...

Pretty please?


(Previously published in ArtsFusion, Dec 99 - Jan 00, Issue 17)
 
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  106.     

Anachronism

He should have been born in another age
In another place, another time
The lord of some castle, or a wayfaring knight
A man of honor and distinction
With a lover’s weeping heart
Intent to set some maiden free

For he cared too much, you see

He believed in truth
In justice, and in life
But he heard the children cry
When others told him not to listen
And when he tried to speak himself
They slapped a dollar on his wrist

Only the knife they found beside him
Could stab that dollar from his mind.


(Previously published in Spilled Ink, July 2000)
 
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  107.     

Ancestor

I touch this stone
Barely legible

My great great great great grandmother

The face I’ve never seen
Not even a picture, no photograph remains

But here you lie
Your bones beneath the ground

So close, my journey so long
To find you here

This quiet field
Hot summer’s day

We spend a moment
Not as brief as it would seem

Enough perhaps to know
You’ve been here all the while

And I, in the return to this
Sacred place

Regain some lost part of myself

The future a little less forbidding
The same sky, the same sun, the same story

Related
All over again.


(Previously published in Red Coral, Spring 2001)
 
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  108.     

And God Made A Poet

There need to be people
toiling on this Earth
for whom money
is not the Bottom Line

those who see
beyond the moment
the temporal frame of inhuman
nature

to lead with voice of spirit
and marked uncommon sense.


(Previously published in Some Words: A Place For Poetry, Aug.2004)
 
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