It Needs To Be Over A gloomy scary road lined by carbon-copy trees No branches swaying, a complete lack of breeze Timidly advancing my forward progress of travel New chills emerge with each step on the gravel Daytime here always seems quite inviting Tonight it’s quite different, ever so frightening Moonbeams can’t find their way […]
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Prayer to Dionysus, God of Wine Oh Dionysus, great god of wine Bestow us the nectar of your vine Thy fruit this season flourishes with zest Please ensure this vintage is the absolute best Fermented and aged to perfection is our fantasy Your wine on our tongues begets pure ecstasy —— Linked to dVerse Poets
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Roads Not Taken – Preamble I was asked to write about my many roads not taken, the notion seems quite absurd, because for every road I took many dozen were overlooked. You may contemplate one, but what happens next? Each fork spawns another (and another and another). If you grasp exponential math, then you know
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They Came to Plymouth Rock They came to Plymouth Rock sixteen twenty was the year although that moniker was not in use for this place now held so dear They came in search of freedom to worship as they please willing to sacrifice their life enduring perils and 65 days at sea Survival was not
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Let a Wizard Do Your Laundry Ask your neighbor, because they have one You’ll want one too, it makes laundry day fun We’ve sold thousands of these great machines The Wizard is the washer of your laundry dreams Inside and bottom of the tub are fully corrugatedA 6-pin agitator keeps sudsy water agitatedThree-quarter revolution of
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Fuck It – I Quit (a Tuscan catharsis haibun) Destination: Tranquility. I didn’t go in search of it, but I found tranquility in the gentle rolling hills of Tuscany. Or more correctly – tranquility found me, as I was somewhat lost beforehand. I knew there was an ache in my life, but I never realized
Wars Not Of Their Making Our boys were sent to foreign lands to fight wars not of their making Many never came back home their mothers’ hearts still aching In battlefields they morphed into men their innocence now squandered Forever altered when they returned because they went over yonder —— Published at Spillwords for Veteran’s
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Endless Circle The wedding ring upon my finger an endless reminder of my love for you even though reminders aren’t necessary Satisfied expression that I project providing a clue to what resides within the soul to you which I surrendered I awaken each day fortified with full knowledge and affirmation my one true champion awaits
Convergence: Mars Over Duddo Seven stones of Duddo circle,only five today remain,perched four thousand years,atop this desolate terrain. What prompted manto transport them here,remains fogged in history,quite unlike this night so clear. Little did they know back then,or perhaps they did see,mankind’s time on Earth,comes without a guarantee. Despite the pristine viewfrom this hilltop vantage
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When the Pseudoknot Folds All seems stable before the fold Observing RNA structures never gets old Linkage stems form, fusing the loops Somewhat akin to primordial soup Embedded pseudoknots with thermodynamic equilibrium Have multibranch hairpins exhibiting no structural delirium Pleating process instigates hyperfunction, Pseudoknots now resemble spaghetti junction —— pseudoknot: a double-hairpin structure with an
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