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Politics for Poets

election day

Today is the day to vote!

Bob neer told us what the October Surprise was.

Maybe they didn't have one this year.

 Bob 
admit it 
There was no 
October Surprise. 
   Bob? 


 Catch the leaves
  that the wind blows
away. sudden squall blows away the leaves.
  stonewalls and cemetary gates
     catching leaves.
 Time to close the gate
        It's the season of love is all.

catch the leaves of a sudden squall

   catch the
     leaves
   of a sudden
    squall
    
   

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At some point you have to
actually say something that
means something.
Say something that means something.

The editor had another!

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not trite at all!
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 Ride it.
Ride it long.
ride it to the outdoor lake

every body thinks they
know something, they are
inside at the deal
outside at the meal
well fed
dead 
and burried if it took that long
they write a list of every song
dead and burried and well fed.

hunh?

Veterans deserve
your prayers.

when the icon changes to a plus sign that
means we want you to click:

This is the terse idiom. It doesn't load till you click. 
Blogsnotter doesn't mind this.

how hard is it to use these new symbols in your stuff? Well, first you need to know that they exist. Second, you can just cut and paste them.

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I've got a message for . . . Mr Bash (an alias for someone else). Mr Bash, if I use brace expansion with the dot-dot idiom, ie like this:

echo -e {🌃..🌅}{🌍..🌏}{🌑..🌚}" "

why does that not work when

echo -e {🌃,🌄,🌅}{🌍,🌎,🌏}{🌑,🌒,🌓,🌔,🌕,🌖,🌗,🌘,🌙,🌚}" "

will? Maybe I've not ordered the elements properly. Well that little snippit doesn't work that well but t

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The following poem is fresh, whipped up, off the cuff.

  

catch the leaves
of a sudden squall

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 ♥♥?How many
days in dream
I sing your praise
and that Jesus saves
and you are right here
by my side.

What do I know of love
except what you want to hide.

He lives his life like
he builds a grand cathedral.
You need the whole band
to play the symphony.
You can't do it on your own
stoned alone.

What do I know of joy
except what other people bring to me?

But their brillence they must take with them
when they leave.
This hillside home



Prayer for Kevin
my friend's a junkie
and no one helps him
we don't know how to find him.
He's off on the mountain in his shame
boots off 
mud deep to his hips
gets arrested in Hartland
at a routine traffic stop
Jonesing at the jail in Chelsea
weekend on cold concrete for want of
$500 dollars bail.
worry 
about his kids
cause when you're jonsing you worry more
about everything there is
no way out of this swamp
except running right through it.
Leave all that mud behind you.
Write the poem
"My friend recovered."

My friend's off
in the crack dens and
meth trailors 
of the mountain wastelands
where no one wants to be and
no one ever goes there.
They just end up there.
That one, down there,
three trailors back
out around the shack 
run me off the road with a panic attack.

My friend's day in court
he's out of court
he can hold a job again,
drive a truck
do stuff for livestock
run a tracktor
if he runs off
over the mountain
he'll come back 
one way or the other
in an old box truck
sitting on a trailorful of crates
let those old rare bred horses pull a cart for us some time
a steeple chase
an autumn race
the face of one who is so base.
What is that in the case?
He'll take it and chop it up and share it.
He'd show up holding the tender fillet
and covered in blood
trying to freak me out
I know better than to react
be a polar opposite
if there is a river in full flood
be the parched lands
to even out the whole world.

Pray. Please pray
that they make it past it,
get through that rough patch of mud
never to go back to that soggy field again,
never to rip up the serene and green and full in seed.
never to chase deer through a 
soggy bottom spraying mud onto all of the trees.



Curso screams outside the church

Imagine the old poet screaming outside the church.
He knows they are all hypocrites for keeping out the junky
who they know will steal from them
and who might be the most holy
jonesing
in a foreign city.
Itching on the plane
no connections when he finally gets there, a
clean departure from the air port.




glossry of what's next
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Be nice to yourself and others. What other choice?

Wake up!

"We can't have this bear
swilling beer
causing fear
and scaring the deer."

But he doesn't have any beer
he doesn't cause any fear
and he really is quite dear.

Wake up!

go back to sleep.

Wake again.

Nov 3, 2014 (11-03-2014)

well . . .

I think I've blogged enough today.

"I'm all blogged out."

~ OK Now.

Praise God!

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