Together
for four decades,
our
destinies are coupled
When his aging
soul departs
will I be
torn into rags
before
being discarded
Born in a
sweat shop,
mostly blue
and gray,
a woman who
loved him
presented me
to him
He named me
‘my jacket’
Every cool
morning,
he always
put me on,
relishing
my warmth
Oh, how he
treasures me
He named me
‘my jacket’
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The
audience expects
a certain bloody
end
as massive Goliath
prepares to
crush the life
out of trembling
David
Suddenly, the
puny guy
propells a
very sharp stone
into the
giant’s forehead,
a happy outcome
for some,
disappointing
for others
History shows
us
despite major
odds
the
seemingly weak
can
sometimes triumph
over the mighty
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The
frightening turmoil
sails
across my cable screen
An accident
of birth
saved me from
being
in that anxious
horde
I muse on
such thoughts
while they
struggle to flee
from the zealous
Taliban
with their
beards, weapons
and
punishing whips
The
crucible of our culture
will test
those who fled
from that
perilous country
to a nation
where women
can pursue
their dreams
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Blessed with zest
upon awakening
Jumping out of bed,
ready to begin
another happy day
Verve
is the sparkle
making living a joy
No need to search
for the meaning of life
when you have it
Aware you are happy
What more can you
want from your life
No need to strive
for nirvana
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The reasons
why:
The Irish
from hunger
The
Italians from poverty
The Jews
from persecution
The Latinos
from hunger,
poverty and
persecution
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Moments
of pure pleasure
that
really thrill our lives
are
ephemeral treasure
never
to be forgotten
Some
are planned
some
are not
the
sensation may be grand
or
at the very least nice
The wedding was great
The best
way to mate
The lovely
children came
The results
of the game
Make us
breakfast
And dinner
too
Pack the
lunches
Don’t feel
blue
Go ride the
second wave
To virtual freedom
As long as
you don’t drown
Me inadvertently
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