Live and Let Live ( try to keep it to 5 per day :)

I’ve heard of couples fizzling out after a few years or even less.
I’m here to say this will never happen to us because so little tears
we’ve been together, believe it or not, now for 52 years.

I exit as a messenger
Of the silent rooted presence

in the most silent way,
how he passes his time,
gradual light graces his fronds,
smears across late day hues,
in an exquisite dance,
whispers through the tines.

the hill is bored endless by rabbit,
my cush…

Nothing , And I mean nothing can ever hurt them now
together they flourish and sustain
both securing and giving a pure heart

take me to the place where you go
where nobody knows

darkness sits in hot idleness
across my half sleeping form,
in unseasonal warmth,
the night noises enter
each open window.

you had to leave,
and in these days inbetween,
my second brain
does not see or hear…

Could it be
that the anger we feel
towards life
is a knowing in our spirit
telling us
that all is not right…?

i still love you as
we are, not missing any
thing of how i luv ed;
what you said’s my love
and what i said’s my luv, seem s
to’ve been nil/nix close;
seems is but word, verbed
simulated/me…

Written by: Veronica Kattoula & Walt Whitman

O Whitman! My Whitman! My dear old friend,
Leaves of Grass, you’ve left behind, and this I commend.
I hear the melodious music through your delightful …

and i’m boiling,
dressed all in black like a crow or a widow,
wondering why i am where i am
instead of lying in your arms

i recognise the signs,
as obvious now to me
as the simple passages of time.

but the growth of doubts
still catches me on my blindside,
and when alone
the effect is magnified.

i dont always enjoy this heat…

Here sits a wood and leather box
inside which lies a treasure.
I keep it there, for it’s not often needed.

cause an ache for what was

we all need to find a hand
when there is no hand there,

when we search in the pantry for food
and find it is bare.

we all need to give,
and we all need to share,

and we all need a hand
when there is no h…

i sat overlooking
from the chair,
my back against the name inscribed
the brief celebration of your lifetime.

high angelic swifts,
in two’s and three’s
melted into the heights,
that only they ac…

5-26-12 11:23am

ever since young i knew
i was one of a chosen few
who will lead souls like you
when they know not what to do

all thru my career
i’ve never showed fear
my head i always would rear
to g…

multiples of now
or if they multiples be
or how many were
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juddarwin
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ultimate reality haiku
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a matter of now
that all kinds of extension
are multples of
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juddarwin

… make still thy mind and cause thy peace restored…