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they said something about writing a happy poem.
thats what 2020 needs the most - a happy poem
but the happiest poem i could write is a history
that needs to be rewritten and right now we are
putting forth new groundwork so this present moment
can someday be a happy poem. do you see?
you don’t get happy just because you asked for it
you don’t get happy just because you are alive
you make happiness, create it for others.
the first step is looking around and seeing
that perhaps right now it isn’t so happy.
so, when the time is right, i will write you the
happiest poem there is. lord knows i’m dying to.
but i can’t make something outta nothing, eh?
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The Job Not Taken
He was a cemetery gardener
In a small town near nowhere.
He came to work at dawn
And had time to watch the first rays of sun
Tickle sleepy headstones.
He was greeted by slender conifers
When walking by
And rhododendrons swayed in welcome
As they guarded his way
On familiar paths.
Snickering squirrels and whispering leaves
Kept him company when tending to
New and long-forgotten graves,
Planting forget-me-not and
Watering lily of the valley.
On rainy days,
He stayed inside drinking tea
And listened to corpses outside
Taking a bath.
And on sunny days,
You could hear
The chatter of his tractor
Crossing the graveyard.
If only you were a cemetery gardener
In a small town near nowhere,
You would finish work at dusk and then
Leave through long-since rusty gates,
And whisper goodnight to sleepy skeletons.
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The Vortex
In my minds eye I see it
Flattened and spiraling
Fluid motion
Bodies of matter
Swimming
And floating
An eternal dance
moving slower than a tree grows
or a mountain erodes to sand
It turns in long arcs
Both contracting and expanding
A kaleidoscope of existence
I was given an image of the universe
And the most difficult feeling is the
Commingling of the counter clockwise and the clockwise rotations
In coexistent imploding and exploding emissions
I was shown that it was tiny
And that we are even less important than we think
But I was also shown that we are the gods we dream of
We are the creator beings
We are the greater whole that contains the universe
that we, collectively, throughout all of the past and all of the future
Oh The Future!
Are the whole that we know as god
And the understanding of that
And the consequences of that
Are simply a vision of a remote whole
So simple and yet so far away
From the complex actions
That each of us face today
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Quora... The Joy Of Poetry.
Quora… The Joy Of Poetry.
Robert MassimiSay something…TopPinnedGreg Burns·July 3, 2020Poetry · I’ve written and enjoy reading poemsGreg Burns · Answered July 3, 2020How can I be a contributor to Joy of poetry?If you look at The Joy of Poetry Space using a browser, you’ll notice a right hand sidebar discussing submissions to the Space. That gives some insight into how submitted content gets approved or not within that…
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I wanted to know where cellphones go when they die, so I found out and never wanted a cellphone ever again. I needed it, though. If they tell you that you don’t need a cellphone in this world I consider them therapist telling you you don’t need human touch. At this point, it’s just how we’ve built it. Yes, even I admit it now, there is a part of me who needs someone. Yes, I rely on a cellphone. So, the Buddhists have a point - there is good and bad. Acceptance really is everything. I got the cellphone. Where are you?
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