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Out of Order, Chaos

A Poem by Dean

A little less of sense invades the dialogue,and laughter trickles out. See here. Old menmis-time the traffic light and stand thereon the corner, silly..

Listening to the Silence

A Poem by Dean

(a tribute to the thought of Eckhart Tolle)Unsought and arrow-like,an instant happiness speeds in upon the virgin mindwhen all desire is valueless; th..

I Think

A Poem by Dean

and righteous indignation flares...the essence of defining is prestige.So may I learn to love.So may I cease to predicatemy wisdom on cliche,my father..

As Charged

A Poem by Dean

Two stood upon a hill to watch the stars.Will he who sees a lesser light createa rhapsody? Indeed, will compromiseto glory sing of supernality?The wea..

Distilled Purity

A Poem by Dean

One has to like the price,which never fluctuates.It floats,like some suspended orbimparted from another heaven, perhaps...itself a consciousness unkno..

The Passing Parade

A Poem by Dean

Equanimity is like that�" great for day by day.Triceratops comes out to playamong the smilers, scoffingat his claimed reality; the screams..

And What is This?

A Poem by Dean

Right away I saw the power of it,knowing that the loan I madewould never be repaid;that made me smile--that secret, quite delicious ironywas mine to k..

Dutybound

A Poem by Dean

There is a sense of obligationin all humankind.There is an urgency within,from consciousness or DNA,to make of self an arbiter of all that is.But is i..

Writer's Block

A Poem by Dean

Here is where the fork begins;the question is the pause.Select the path that's known,endure the wait,or open unseen landsof fright and liberation.Here..

Night Wind

A Poem by Dean

There again,unmetered, ominous soliloquy,rushing past its voiceeast to the Atlantic, hours away,absorbed within that flooded chestand disembodied, los..