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Aloof you stand,
aloof, alone
High moral ground you
make your throne,
So sacrosanct as one
to be
Despoiled by pride's
hypocrisy.
Above the..
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Easter is with usThe end of summer days,The heat, the sun, the summer funThe languid lazy ways.Road gangs are laying asphalt,The smell of melting tarA..
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"God's Amber"byMarshal GebbieAn ode to my long and satisfying relationship with the product of Portugal’s Douro Valley.Golden amber, smokey smoo..
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White face at the window paneEyes of slate, grey blue,Gazing out at frozen worldIntent on thoughts of you.Body wasted by diseasefuture days unsureBut ..
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Meanderings of maudlin whit
Out beyond the thoughts that hit,
On matters vital and profound,
Which cause progression’s surge to ground..
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Hark now brothers, surely youWill have been to where I’ve trod,Out toward the far extremeOf reason, near the face of God?Surely you have venture..
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It is a slow day in a little Greek Village. The rain is beating
down and the streets are deserted. Times are tough, everybody is in debt, and
everyb..
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A gossamer extravagance
More valuable than gold
But substance less as ether
Impossible to hold.
This is all the time we have
Ev..
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"The Warrant"byMarshal GebbieI Warrant that thy lack of careIs bound within a hard restraint,Bound within thy calloused fistTo disavow convention&rsqu..
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Farewell to our darling Veronica
With affection, she I call
“Sweet Pea”
The lady’s smile, I always see
When she waltze..
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