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Grave Misdirection: Shadorma

GRAVE MISDIRECTION

Dear Donald
Look in a mirror
Not down south
This so-called
National emergency?
That’s where you’ll find it

Unsticking Is King (Or Queen)

UNSTICKING IS KING (OR QUEEN OF COURSE)

Stuck, stuck in a groove.
Stuck in a groove. Stuck in a
groove. Stuck in a groove.

Habit our own way?
We’ll never get anywhere
Treading this old way.

Stuck, stuck in a groove.
Stuck in a groove. Stuck in a
groove. Stuck in a groove.

Habit your own way.
Familiar, comfortable.
You won’t learn much though.

Stuck, stuck in a groove.
Stuck in a groove. Stuck in a
groove. Stuck in a groove.

Undone

UNDONE

Taught are we to see
Hate love’s opposite
Intractable distraction

Love’s true opposite fear
Kindly includes an egress
Openness versus closure

Courage to say yes or no
Root planted deep within
Will bloom forth in truth

My One Valentine

MY ONE VALENTINE

Poetic words then these
An arrow sent to pierce
Through all of this armour
Fear in our ignorance
Has hammered into place

Guilt And Shame

GUILT AND SHAME

No one is judging
You imagined the whole think
And you are the judge

Black Hole: Tanka

BLACK HOLE

Don’t give me a hug
Let me give you one instead
Though on second thoughts …

I see it’s all about fear
And we are all one big whole

Only Now Is: Senryu

ONLY NOW IS

Taking the next step …
Contraction? Or expansion?
… Imagination!

Limbo II

LIMBO II

Swing ‘twixt hope and fear
Unending uncertainty
Our sole companion
Sweating like limbo dancers
Watching the lowering pole

Sugar For Salt

SUGAR FOR SALT

May you ever travel peacefully
And with worthy companions
Be sure never to let your fear
Seed hatred toward others
May you ever travel peacefully
And with worthy companions

May you ever travel peacefully
And with worthy companions
If you’re not part of the solution
Then you’re part of the problem
May you ever travel peacefully
And with worthy companions

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Crash On The Levee (Down In The Flood)

Crash on the levee, mama
Water’s gonna overflow
Swamp’s gonna rise
No boat’s gonna row
Now, you can train on down
To Williams Point
You can bust your feet
You can rock this joint
But oh mama, ain’t you gonna miss your best friend now?
You’re gonna have to find yourself
Another best friend, somehow

Now, don’t you try an’ move me
You’re just gonna lose
There’s a crash on the levee
And, mama, you’ve been refused
Well, it’s sugar for sugar
And salt for salt
If you go down in the flood
It’s gonna be your own fault
Oh mama, ain’t you gonna miss your best friend now?
You’re gonna have to find yourself
Another best friend, somehow

Well, that high tide’s risin’
Mama, don’t you let me down
Pack up your suitcase
Mama, don’t you make a sound
Now, it’s king for king
Queen for queen
It’s gonna be the meanest flood
That anybody’s seen
Oh mama, ain’t you gonna miss your best friend now?
Yes, you’re gonna have to find yourself
Another best friend, somehow

 

(Copyright © 1967 by Dwarf Music; renewed 1995 by Dwarf Music)

Shore Thing

SHORE THING

Wary of recklessness
In thrall to fear of risk

Unwilling to abandon
The certainty of shore

Unsure of uncertainty
One will not travel far

That is the one thing
One may be sure of

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