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this petty pace from day to day

November 20, 2024 

no not never darkness
empty ugly stupid 
laughing evil putrid 
nothing nowhere fear

falling filthy dingy ruin
senseless cracked crooked
smelly frigid fruitless
doomed dreary busted smear

cruel crappy murder
hateful burning blocked
hopeless sneering creepy
losing broken insincere

by Richard W. Bray

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Social Persistence

October 4, 2024 


There's a cop
He grew up in a boys home
He never wants to see 
Anybody get hurt
Every day
There's a drop of corruption
Makes it harder and harder
To go back to work

Hay maestra
She's got a big drafty classroom
With torn up old books
And thirty bags of need
Every day
She comes back for more
She tries and she triumphs
And she teaches kids to read

There's a staffer
At a place full of kids
They overwhelm and devour
And energize
Every day
The music and the laughter
Fill and empty her heart
And brighten up her eyes

by Richard W. Bray




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Panpsychism

September 8, 2024 

Beyond the white snowy silence
And the nothing that is here
The hunger for existence
Overcomes its natural fear

Energy and motion
Eons gurgle into years
Consciousness and matter
Are suddenly clear

Every proton, every planet
Is alive and sincere
You can still hear the music
When it all disappears

by Richard W. Bray

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Roller Coaster Ego

September 1, 2024 

Win the world
Lose it all
Diplomas
Hanging
On the wall
But nothing there
To break your fall 

Paint a picture
Live a lie
Dream your own decline
Friends and lovers
Say goodbye
You fall for pride
Every time

Hate and war
Here we go
Roller coaster ego
Climb aboard
Choose your foe
Close your eyes
And lose your soul

by Richard W. Bray



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hanging on to my hatred

August 2, 2024 






I hang on to my hatred
Cuz it tastes so good
It's safe and familiar
Like my neighborhood

I hang on to my hatred
Cuz it knows my name
Wagging that tail
It's totally tame

I hang on to my hatred
Cuz it's always the same
It doesn't go changing
And hurting my brain

I hang on to my hatred
To ward off the pain
It's a great place to hide
From the Universal stain

I hang on to my hatred
So the acid in my guts
Can find a new home
Instead of driving me nuts

by Richard W. Bray











									


				
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Romp

				July 23, 2024

				

					












Eyes and hearts and thoughts and tongues and souls
Filling out the forms and playing roles

Lilies roses time and weeds and stones
Dancing dreaming walking all alone

Beauty sorrow wind and breath and joy
Living rousing romps of girls and boys

Love and truth and grief and spring and sun
Singing every day until you're done

by Richard W. Bray

									


				
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Frazzlepat

				July 4, 2024

				

					
















Hyenas hustle
Curtains rustle
Candles flicker
Spirits snicker

What's that
Frazzlepat?
Jiggling bed's
Just in my head

Somewhere
Over the cuckoo's nest
I shut my eyes
But there isn't any rest

by Richard W. Bray

									


				
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Wystan and Emily

				May 11, 2024

				

					

















life comes at me in rhythm
words come at me in rhyme
toil teaching wisdom
the only place is time

walk along the seashore
frolicking in the snow
tasting all the sunshine
existing as i go

Wystan and Emily
sang a sonnet just for me
silently throughout the years
it danced a journey to my ears

by Richard W. Bray













									


				
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Miscommunication

				April 7, 2024

				

					











Got a new snork vorple
It's really kuper-kippy
It keeps me wipple-wapple
When the wunk is wappy-wippy

I don't like your gornpop
You're such a norky noobler
The mips are full of zanzi-plips
Don't jim-jomp on the goobler

When I was young, we porpled
We confoobled for a song
But now the nukstips borbalize
And snirkbob all day long

Don't call me a fubble flooper
Just cuz I'm purpipsy
The dinder dob is nabby dab
Someday you'll bloop the blipsy

by Richard W. Bray 


									


				
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the smallest things

				February 4, 2024

				

					











everything is charged
with energy and light
glory grace and grandeur
beyond the realm of sight

hunger and salvation
misery and desire
more than we can handle
too close to the fire

there's a universe of goodness
in the smallest things
kindness is eternal
every moment sings

by Richard W. Bray


									


				
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