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Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth II: Royalty
through and through and through;
blue blood thoroughbred; 25-K golden Bough
of the Mystic Tree of Tea Tephi
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i turned my eye toward the future
and watched as lemurians returned.
stars guided sea. the weather
grew tempest. heavenly calm burned.
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what i want to do is
spin poetry center stage
set humanities focus
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old masters were the winners -
the shining ones. golden
suns snow white bright,
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i grow old and weary weak and dim
dull and vulgar: so
when will i see you again?
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so you sent off some rockets-
to the moon, no less-
starting in 69,
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a factory in prague
produces free energy.
consortia in brazil
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when we surrender we die.
life lifts outstretched arms and we,
poor adams, uncomprehending
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when stock market reports feature
cairo, sao paulo, bangalore,
i'll know the world is better,
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the tempered mastery which like a wheel,
all things centered round revolving axis,
permits the freedom to all emotions feel,
in bondage to none, is crown of life's race!
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our love will be in eclipse
when lights in heaven go out
and the moon from sky drops
and lions from lambs sprout.
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who comes by this way
whether it be from fields of history
law medicine philosophy or physics
must renounce all understanding of self
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doug bentley Biography
Profession: A sort of futurist with a slow watch Education: None. I have Alzheimer's I am canadian. When I was 5 my next door neighbor, and best friend, hit me in the forehead with a big rock. He went on to become rich and powerful. I never recovered from the concussion. Since I grew up before canadians wore hockey helmets no one noticed I was nuts. I was married once. My divorce settlement was a string of zeroes. Obviously, my ex had no concussion and a better lawyer. She still owns a huge life insurance policy on me. Her beneficiary payout bonanza on my demise is worth considerably more than my miserable life. I am a " climate denier." I live in Vancouver.3 years ago, climate deniers lived under threat of public hanging in Vancouver. That was before they came to power. Now they control all of Canada. I live 20 minutes away from Dr. David Suzuki, the intellectual powerhouse of the world green movement. I call him The Suzuki because I think the fruit fly changed him more than the reverse. I'd drill a hole through my grandma's coffin if there was oil under it. My current neighbors know I'm crazy and are afraid of me. Last year they arranged for a police van to escort me to the local hospital for psychiatric evaluation. It took me 3 weeks to convince them I was incurable so they discharged me. Why am I still living here? I told you. My best friend gave me a concussion and my neighbors, Canada, and my ex all want me dead. Finally, since I had no friends, my dad gave me a chihuahua when I was four. He got run over by a semi....a week later. Now it's time for I, the underdog victim, to clutch at your rapidly receding sympathy for, as a now near bankrupt Woody Allen knew, " I'd rather be rich than poor, if only for financial reasons." Did you forget to bring your credit card... already?)
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A Canadian's Poem (1)
and what, after all,
was so wrong
with simple rhyme
and quaint folk
ballads of love?
have poets often
not been first
burst to spot
shape still forming from ground
dipped diamond-tipped pens
in pools of time
stirring up
currents of insights
that grew, in course
of time to waves?
do we not
compose,
solely for handfuls
of loyal listeners
bubblings up wellsprings,
words
meant merely to delight
and entertain the mind
moving heart to very muscle?
but what have all these labours
by we self-confessed saviours,
the 'unacknowledged legislators
of the world'*
produced?
a laugh or two?
maybe even a few
bucks on the side?
a moment's pride?
lifetimes
brain-busting
heart-bursting
outpourings
measuring,
on balance,
about a penny each?
yet still poets
ply trade
reporting,
as is calling,
pivot points of day-
so what can
such a minute
band of misfits,
forever at odds
with every era
do but
lift up
unheard voices
on behalf of
voiceless humanity?
*Percy Bysshe Shelley: A Defence of Poetry; 1821
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The greatest discovery of the 21st Century will be the discovery that Man was not meant to live at the speed-of-light.
The electric light bulb illuminates all that it touches.
Moral judgements block perceptions.
Will is no substitute for intelligence.
The greatest discovery of the 20th Century is the discovery of the technique of the suspended judgement.
The greatest discovery of the 19th Century was the discovery of the technique of discovery.
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7/18/2025 2:42:11 PM # 1.0.0
Good poems! Attractive! Hard a little took time to understand!