sitting on beach towel
drinking fresh squeezed lemonade
watching
tide
come
go
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sitting on beach towel
drinking fresh squeezed lemonade
watching
tide
come
go
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almost
every morning
for just a couple of moments
I smile at garden laughing Buddha statue
then walk away
ready & happy to start my day
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most nights
alone
sitting on cool cement bench
he reaches into his sacred small sack
grabbing
tossing
one by one
Chattahoochee pebbles
into the pond
extinguishing
pain of everyone gone
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let’s sell it all my love
shack
bikes
books
plants
even
LP’s
no kids to feed
travel world like hippies
backpacks
you & me
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birds sing
distant church bell rings
I just imagine these things
enjoying
“The Peace”
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I’m a crazy lazy timeworn man.
The game no longer has meaning for me.
I sit on a warm bench watching carambolas rot on the tree.
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The street performer
Plays music on the corner
Completely aware
That he brings joy and despair
To the few who still care
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No one knows my name
I’m in the back
Washing dishes
Listening to laughter
Happy people
Enjoying
Food & Wine
Tomorrow
Same time
No one knows my name
I’m in the back
Washing dishes
I have no wishes
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long-time
regurgitate past
searching
cannot find a laugh
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small table
we sit
dipping bread into olive oil
drinking wine
remembering those times…
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Garden swing
Sitting
Cutting
Pieces of pear
Using
Sharp knife
Hedonistic bites
Under
Moonlight
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STAMPED “Bad Luck”
always jump on the back of wrong truck
struggling
glue no longer holding fragments together
misery goes on forever
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Father and his son
Bonding while flying their kites
On Miami Beach
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For a long time
Carried heavy load
Head always down
He forgot about the beautiful sky above him.
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blowing bubbles
popping them with a pin
practicing zazen
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rain stopped
lighting incense stick
lying on my back
on tatami mat
slowly breathing in and out
listening to frogs and crickets
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Winter in Kyoto
Cheap tiny room
Kerosene space heater
Squat toilet
Large rice cooker
Soy sauce
Pickled ginger
Bottles of Sapporo Draft
Extra thick warm comforters
Sleeping on tatami mats
Two days cocooned together
We could have stayed in that room forever
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Many balls in air
Busy
Not going anywhere
Purchased
New sneakers
I go round and round the track.
Faster
Faster
Faster
Wind is blowing on my back.
What is it all for?
I cannot think straight.
Change needed
Before too late
We are slowly moving along.
I’m whistling and singing songs.
The early morning ocean is calm.
Dolphins swim by to take a look.
First mate is down below reading her book.
No need for a life of luxury.
This small old sailboat is enough for my woman and me.
You now have the fame
Nothing will slow down your train
Why so unhappy?
Late night
Walking cobbled streets of Prague
Had one too many pilsners
Met a street performer
On the corner
Done for the night playing his violin
After an hour of shooting the breeze
I asked my new friend
Why is it that you are so at ease?
He replied:
“I play for spare change
I’m the only one who needs to be pleased
Some people call me lazy and completely crazy
But
Too much ambition would no longer be fun being a musician
I accept who I am
No need to try to be on top of the highest mountain”
Frantically
Scratching
At his deformed image
In the mirror
Hyperventilating
He cried
“Please help I need air”
Fallen idol
Emotional bowl of jello
Desecrated soul
Pissed in his own rice bowl
Alone
There are no more calls
No longer the star
Of the Masquerade balls
Dust balls on the floor
Reminds her of dreams no more
Life now one big chore
Stop! Take look around
You are riding train round and round
Peace never found