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That old black magic

 

Seek the source of corruption

Among the characters that curse

are those who hiss and call confusing

our fundamental right the collaboration

between joy and life obscuring the Magic

conflating the thought and abstract

from this unknowable pre-logic

rules and presumptive fact

 

a deficit balanced

a honey bee hovered

a fiery red

a wet Nasturtium bud

a magical moment unsaid

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Even within the delicate balance of the unknowable pre-logic

 

are those who hiss and call confusing

our fundamental right

to the point that they "conflate" and "obscure" the Magic. Disinformation and propaganda abound ... Well expressed, Juris!

 

Tony

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Not what I thought: but ... (maybe) deficit balanced --

 

It's got a good ring, but it ain't the blues:

 

My Baby, she be a honey bee ...

rollin', rollin', fiery red;

she be a sweet little flower

she be lyin' (oooh!) on a purple bed.

She say, you wanna come down, you wanna be ma Man,

and I say, ahh, hoo, uff, umm, of course,

just let me finish these Tax Returns

and I'll be right with you. What the fuck

and where is (haha!) my headband?

Liverpool is down 1-0, holy shite,

this is serious, nail-biting, catastrophic,

and she thinks I want to have sex.

 

The Mental. Characters. Moments:

the pale sheen of perspiration on her brow was apparent but she held her head high and smiled upon all of us. I had thought she was not significant, the Ambassador's Lady, but from that moment I recognised the strain she was under and that the Ambassador was a fool, I knew that she was in fact more aware of a better course for the foreign policy of her country. The government wanted war; she ...

 

Yes, well ... it was all so long ago. Women were politely shunted to the side.

My nephew comes racing down on a skateboard.

I look at him, he's fast, quite good,

and I think, 'It's too early to die', and I'm not ready to die,

not now. I could have done that in the War.

Edited by dedalus

Drown your sorrows in drink, by all means, but the real sorrows can swim

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Aleksandra

Juris, I like when you are making good hidden points that are not so easy to find but can definitely be sensed.

 

 

Aleksandra

The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth - Jean Cocteau

History of Macedonia

 

 

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Thanks all! Just part of the ongoing series- chapbook by October;-) (although this one in my opinion will probably be re-written as something wholly new;-)

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