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slo lettuce's picture
Joined: Jul 20 2012
blame game blessing

hours on end
glued to this screen
ingesting beautiful poetry from the vault
empty fridge
laundry piled high
blessed assured
it's clearly all of you's thoughtful fault

Anna rRxia's picture
Joined: Dec 25 2009
Ice-cube tray

Full of mycellium
Richness of blue
Comes right on cue.

slo lettuce's picture
Joined: Jul 20 2012
what I miss about karen...long ago

most often
what I so dearly miss
is that
tender kiss

the kind
that came out
of nowhere..
by purpose

the kind
that could take
a long day
of my misery
and melt it
into a gently
flowing stream
of something

the kind
that could make
me feel
like everything
here on earth
is exactly as
should be

the kind
cried out
I love you
I care

Joined: Jun 13 2007

The Unknown Date

It's of an
uncontrollable time.
to be waiting
for Spring (sigh)
I've not
waited for the
lush Earth
the buds upon
the Maple.
I guess- ever,
so I hath something
new today in
the cold.

The frozen milky
snow to all be
drunk and the
sweet breeze
to dry the rocks
and hills.

Then on the
true greens of
the fertile soil
the beginning
of the end
begins again.

slo lettuce's picture
Joined: Jul 20 2012
Cabin Fever......

Saved a blue jellybean today
From his arch-enemies
Acid and enzymes

Named him "Puddles"
Put a collar on him
And together we walked home

Puddles has taken to his new
Surroundings rather well
And the neighbors just adore him

But the only thing this
Stubborn-ass, blue mule is good at
Is "staying"

So Puddles and I had a
And cleared the air

And from that gentle session, I learned
If I breathe on Puddles just right.....just right
He will ever so kindly oblige and "roll over"

Sweet, blue Puddles
You're a keeper


Joined: Jun 13 2007

LOVE is patient;
live is kind.
Love is not jealous
or boastful;
it is not arrogant or rude.
Love does not insist
on its own way; it is not
irritable- or resentful;
it does not rejoice at wrong
but rejoices in the right.

Love bears all things,
believes all things, hopes
all things, endures all things,
Love never ends.

This is apart of a beautiful picture
all set in pink roses in bloom
that I had given my Dad long ago
that has just came back to me.
Sher-ing the love my Dad gave...
to me, xo!

Mike Edwards's picture
Joined: Jun 17 2007
primum ictum


For the longest while
I didn't think
I had anything to say.

Then, it occurred to me
that maybe the problem

was there was no one I

wanted to say anything
to. Now, I'm not so sure,

either way,

but I'm listening more mindfully,
and hearing words yet unspoken,

again and again,

and with such resounding clarity
at times that I am moved to write

the thoughts I think I have heard


Part of my reluctance,
if you could call it that,
to be my own bellringer
for the longest while,

it was decades if a day,

arises from the knowledge,
of which I am fairly certain
following years of informal
field research into the issue,

that it has indeed

all been said before, and
probably said better than
my meager poetic means
will ever come to muster.

I saw no point, then,
in being derivative,
knowing well
that was all
I would


Any self-imposed silence, I knew,
would be unoriginal. But I was no
Stoic in my having-nothing-to-say,

nor would I ever be confused
with a silently suffering saint.

Even with not a thing to say, I always
found injustices to make noise about,
if only to draw attention to my plight,

which, to my recollective secondary sight
looks as unfocused as it was unfounded,

but at the time it seemed real and imposing
enough for me to raise a serious stink about.


What gives a bell its tone
is not simply the material

of which the chime is cast,

which, otherwise arranged,
would only clank or clang.

Rather, it is the void defined

by the placement of material
wherein emerges the ringing.

slo lettuce's picture
Joined: Jul 20 2012
Happy Gun Appreciation Day....from sea to shining sea

We do not care-
That much is clear.
Not enough
Of us care
We are not wise-
For that reason
Mankind dies.
To think
Is much against
The will.
And easier-
To kill.

-langston hughes' poem "war and wisdom"

slo lettuce's picture
Joined: Jul 20 2012

God in His infinite wisdom
Did not make me very wise-
so when my actions are stupid
They hardly take God by surprise

-langston hughes

slo lettuce's picture
Joined: Jul 20 2012
sarah williams...

"though my soul may set in darkness, it will rise in perfect light;
i have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night"

-from her beautiful poem,
"the old astronomer"


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