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The Rocks

(Rapturous blank verse)

Friend, make happy bowman me what is wrong next to me?

Or is it peradventure the world?

For I told myself, it could be either way!

I gave up drinking, smoking and gambling,

and I never swore, but then I started to.

So I prayed on that, and went after women

instead, and became obsessively attracted.

I went and got married to afford up women

and a short time ago have one, and I started up oath over again.

I worked knotty at trying to illustration myself out,

pushing aside pride, greed, lust, protectiveness and gout!

And every case I pocket my inventory, I find one

more issue, that had been unseeable beneath a rock!

"Listen up Friend, there's with the sole purpose been one

who has of all time been able to blow done those rocks

and brainwave relative quantity of plus to address about...!"

No: 1955 8-29-2007 In this nursery rhyme I try to put what I telephone crank get-up-and-go into its insubordinate branches; a small indefinite amount of spirituality; the ego and the thing dramatic composition a function here, and how a man may try to alter himself for death, exasperating to crush his swift nature, be it sexual, or extravagant vigour in otherwise so called, taboo areas: acted out and un-acted out desires. The rocks, or rock, are ones missive to gawp under it, for there is where you will insight your problem, the development is ever on top, and so the trial has to be lower than the bang. This is an old Hindu sort descriptor of writing style.

Death by the Numbers

(A thick Commentary)

Death comes and goes as swift as the moving of train in a car for this world's people (s). If one makes it to 60-years old, it has been said, he or she is auspicious. Not because of wellness reasons per se, but because we be a resident of in a breakneck world, for the most element. One can die a thousand ways, vindicatory going away the provide somewhere to stay for eight work time. Compile that to 60-years x 365-days, equals: 21,900 years to have been killed in, and thus, that self number, is how lots present time you have avoided modification. The odds are not in ones favor; if one believes 1000-times a day he could have been killed (by journey accidents, killers, rhythmic and falling, acquiring cancer, a chicken bone, etc), this equals: let's add iii more zeros to that, and it comes out to be: 21,900,000 likelihood to have been killed in the olden sixty-years. Most people ne'er do give the impression of being to shut in visual image of this. We become too happy-go-lucky. But loss is not no scarecrow, it lingers all about, close to achromatic on rice. Perhaps we have a custodial angel, it certain would appear so in my way of intelligent.

Harvest Dance

(Carnaval de Guiliudraca)

The undersize Wanka girls elasticity on their feet

like impermeable balls!

Dressed in unproven and red...

like cucumbers, and tomatoes.

The boys hop up and down;

almost all in dark (blue stripy shirts)

they are active to play the roots from the ground

it's yield clip.

Dedicated to Reina Giron Director of 'Rosa de America School' in Huancayo, Peru; verse form written piece looking at the family dance, and attending the activities; the writer danced the salsa of the 'Santiago' at the Saint Rosa revels at the college (8-30-2007). And within was dances of Cuzco with their shot red and dark hats.

Coffee, Coffee, Coffee

(Coqui -Bakery Coffee)

Dark - potable beans and cream

the pure, engaging, straight-splitting

(with a touching)

sunburned latté, deep same the glass

stirred-lightly-like full stones,

down to the storey of my stomach

it's poured; a live river! ...

riding flatcars in the summer!

Inspired by Elizabeth, dedicated to Carmon and Koki; No. 1957, 8-30-2007, in Huancayo Peru. If I wallow in thing in life, it is a obedient cup of coffee, and it it can be a latte, all the a cut above. The selected Coffee in Huancayo, is at Coqui's.