Some say this is a New Age.
They believe something,
the air, the earth,
the fabric of the universe itself
has somehow been changed,
made new.
I wonder at this,
crouched aside a game trail
called a boulevard in this new age
watching canis latrans root
through the overflow
of a restaurant dumpster.
Digging through the rotting carrion
of another predator’s kill
or pawing through plastic and cans –
which of the two ages is New?
The new moon that does not shine
smiles the same for each.
This is a poem under construction. A little unpolished and in need of I don't know what yet. It will mutate and the original hard copy has sprung other ideas. don't be surprised to see it again - I'm not getting repetitive - just better, I hope.
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- A writer and poet on a spiritual journey seeking world peace and understanding. I am thoroughly and passionately in love with Beverly, my wife of 35 plus years. Always looking for a good poem, song, piece of prose or picture.
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While much of my poetry is personal and autobiographical at its core, any persons represented in my writing should not be construed as applying to a specific person, character or individual. Everything is an amalgam of real people I have encountered, my opinions, my imagination, and almost always the cobbling together of a variety of personalities met in my travels. Don't be vain. Unless I specifically say so, this poem isn't about you! If you see yourself in it, let's hope you are gaining insight.
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