| A Japanese Tanka Written in Response to Pensive Solitude on The Eve of This Night
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2025-04-25
a daily, nightly battle, it may be added. Rebels arise!
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| INDISPUTABLE
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2025-04-24
...the Queen ...the Pope ...the POTUS ...in our mind it seems we still have room for legend and superstition... might be the fabric of our collective consciousness for such things... as with the golden calf, robin hood, the boogeyman and such
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| Incredible
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2025-04-18
Indeed. We can't control what others believe. And we do stand up for our own beliefs. In a way that may be the thin line of peace between mindsets and individuals.
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| love molecule in chemistry
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2025-04-18
Awesome! A Star Trek metaphor, classy!
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| last call out
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2025-04-18
Sad when lives end up without being fully blossomed.
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| Days Move Along
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2025-03-11
Always reminding self that one is required to walk back the trolley however far it be to redeem one’s golden coin….
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| As we depart
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2025-03-01
A profound sweeping away, disappearing into the moon’s pull, pulling further away, grip slipping off in the lapping waves, multitudinous as feathers in flight, none of them stay.
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| No Worries
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2025-03-01
That last line truly brings it home. We tend to live out and push the limits until it no longer is possible. Subtle but on point.
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| Robin
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2025-02-27
When we look close enough around us, some things are still as they should be in life. Tremendous write.
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| Au revoir
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2025-02-23
What to do with those who wouldn’t have more of you when there is so much there for them. Their loss, big time; by the look of it.
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| the toll
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2025-02-22
So easy indeed! That last stanza wrapped it up quite exquisitely.
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| United Destinies
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2025-02-19
So sure Rose will love this. Nothing like our bestie by our side.
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| I don’t feel like a writer
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2025-02-19
Now that was worth a treat. The feeling for me comes and goes and later makes me think: an automobile remains what it is however many miles driven or not at all, in a museum or a scrap heap… it’s hardwired within. But our senses fight against logic of a writer not writing or not completing a composition still being a writer. A ‘failed’ or unfulfilled writer, perhaps?
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| I'M NOT ALWAYS SMITTEN
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2025-02-12
Remember it all and write what you recall, it’ll leave you standing tall!
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