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Still Magic

I saw the assemblage of my generation destroyed, How I mourned the aviator. Now is just the thing, To get me wondering if aviation was exciting. Don’t believe that airplanes are extraordinary? Airplanes are ordinary beyond belief. Down, down, down into the darkness, Gently they go – the unexceptional, the common, the run-of-the-mill. Just like…

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Bror Larson

Renaissance Man There were blasts of thunder As we learned your canon You are our poet and tribe You summed us all up Whilst you became more And while you figured out You helped us pay off debts You were way into your talk At The Brewery – still Wondering where your head Was at,…

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Vigilance

Those who consider the inessential to be essential And see the essential as inessential Don’t reach the essential, Living in the field of wrong intention – The Buddha, The Dhammapada Vigilance Animals Series ShotByNess. © 2019 RiverHouse Group of Caughdenoy, new YorK, LLC

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Waiting

  You can’t stay in your corner of the forest waiting for others to come to you. You have to go to them sometimes. – A. A. Milne Waiting Relationships Series ShotByNess. © 2019 RiverHouse Group of Caughdenoy, new YorK, LLC

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Meeting the Baby

  An Old Lady’s Poem What do you see, nurses, what do you see? What are you thinking when you’re looking at me? A crabby old woman, not very wise, Uncertain of habit, with faraway eyes? Who dribbles her food and makes no reply When you say in a loud voice, “I do wish you’d…

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Family Spring

A Prayer in Spring Oh, give us pleasure in the flowers to-day; And give us not to think so far away As the uncertain harvest; keep us here All simply in the springing of the year. Oh, give us pleasure in the orchard white, Like nothing else by day, like ghosts by night; And make…

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Alone

From childhood’s hour I have not been As others were—I have not seen As others saw—I could not bring My passions from a common spring— From the same source I have not taken My sorrow—I could not awaken My heart to joy at the same tone— And all I lov’d—I lov’d alone— Then—in my childhood—in the…

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The Shore

Had I told the sea What I felt for you It would have left its shores, Its shells, Its fish, And followed me. – Nizar Qabbani The Shore Relationships Series – 2016 ShotByNess. © 2019 RiverHouse Group of Caughdenoy, new YorK, LLC

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Times Sq – 42 St

Subway Poem 1 These skittering people on the train Avoiding the berth of a huddled man Fearful of his fear, his dissipation The most helpless ever receiving the least help – Robert A Stribley, 4/20/2008 Times Sq – 42 St Transportation Series – 2018 ShotByNess. © 2019 RiverHouse Group of Caughdenoy, new YorK, LLC

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