The Writing On The Wall

Can you hear

a whisper in the air

with that certain scent

the serene accent

of a reality much higher ?

Like the clockwork

of a Wagnerian concert

upon a flow of celestial poetry

Do you have an ear to hear?

When it comes down

to the state of the heart

do you even care?

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The Placebo Diaries (1)

M.M.;

sad to say
they test you
and your DNA
goes on an index card
your most primitive fears
are then known and calibrated
the Beast will come to town
to bargain
he will take everything
and leave nothing behind

D.R.;

At the Honeymoon Hotel
my helix was double crossed
with a fix straight from hell,
and then spliced with a piece
of alien dental floss.
At great cost to the boss
I was given a choice to break free
of that spell in the land of the lost,
where a lamentable mutation
is condemned to endless replication,
generation after generation.
Always regretting something
it just can’t put a finger on,
and dreaming of getting back
to that Garden of Eden.

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The Laird of Bonnie Doon

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A team of leading archaeologist,
from the University of Vladivostok,
have recently unearthed a cache of
documents and artifacts pertaining to
a certain eleventh century Scottish
Lord, Bruce de Redpath.
The inevitable conclusions, and
inescapable implications, to be
drawn from this ground breaking
archaeological discovery are truly
earth shattering, as it irrefutably
confirms the coronation of this
Scottish nobleman as the undisputed
King of Anglo-Saxon England on
the 19th day of October, 1066.
Evidently, in the aftermath of King
Harold’s death at the Battle of Hastings,
the remaining English Lords, huddled
away in London, turned to a Scotsman
to fend off Duke William of Normandy
(a.k.a. “William the Bastard” to his
few friends, and “Stormin’ Norman”
to his many enemies).

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The Mahatma

Blessed are the peacemakers …

“When I despair, I remember that
all through history the way of truth
and love have always won. There
have been tyrants and murderers,
and for a time, they can seem
invincible, but in the end, they
always fall. Think of it … always.”

~ Mahatma Gandhi

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