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Word harvest for August 2022 . . .

Some might say “This ain’t poetry.” They’d be right.
Others may claim “It is”. They also are correct.

Word harvest for August 2022 . . .

2022.8.7 – Rock rolls up
2022.8.8 – A lot of roosters
2022.8.9 – High winds
2022.8.9 – Many words
2022.8.10 – I carry my mountain
2022.8.11 – Sun and shadow
2022.8.13 – Flowers for the mind
2022.8.17 – You got your misery
2022.8.17 – Walking through the yellow and green
2022.8.21 – I roll the hours up the hill
2022.8.24 – I know my role
2022.8.25 – The news
2022.8.27 – Pain doesn’t go
2022.8.27 – Dying drying rivers reveal
2022.8.27 – “dead dead Bap re bap”
2022.8.31 – I run on

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Rock rolls up
rock rolls down
repeats

Sometimes the sky moves
sometimes it doesn’t
sometimes it’s me

Ain’t at my best
though far from my worst
as I stumble the road

Milking each moment
of sadness
for joy

~ ~ ~

A lot of roosters
for only one sun
who raises who?

~ ~ ~

High winds
heavy rains
thunder near and far

Lightning above
flash flood below

~ ~ ~

Many words
little meaning
much movement of mouths

~ ~ ~

I carry my mountain
up the rock
roll back down to repeat

~ ~ ~

Sun and shadow
less and more
it is

~ ~ ~

Flowers for the mind
sometimes it’s Mingus and Thelonious Monk
sometimes Gorillaz

~ ~ ~

You got your misery
I got mine
same we is
same we ain’t

~ ~ ~

Walking through the yellow and green
when WHAM
orange

~ ~ ~

I roll the hours up the hill
they roll back down in minutes

I take the stairs from here to there
descending them to then

I sit in shadow
still
quiet
tending wounds and more

Something waiting wants to eat me

~ ~ ~

I know my role
wife sees deer on her morning runs
I dogwalk with skunks

~ ~ ~

The news
who knows
how bad it goes

I new
in now
happy anyhow

~ ~ ~

Pain doesn’t go
life doesn’t stop
whatcha gonna do?

~ ~ ~

Dying drying rivers reveal
carved stone Buddhas in China
mob bodies in Vegas

~ ~ ~

“dead dead Bap re bap” —

This is the transcript of a voicemail
Lady left me.

She has no idea what it means.

Message is 3 minutes long,
and this is all there is.

She didn’t call
so fone homed on own.

Maybe it’s the Cosmic Password.

If so
I’m gonna log-in
change it
and sit back and wait.

~ ~ ~

I run on
fear
pain
anger
anxiety
exhaustion
joy
love
coffee
and weed

~ ~ ~

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