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Resolution #1,003

I will love who loves me
I will love as much as I am loved
I will hate who hates me
I will feel nothing for everyone oblivious to me
I will stay indifferent to indifference
I will live hostile to hostility
I will make myself a passionate and eager lover in response to passionate and eager love

I will be nobody’s fool

[June Jordan]

#poetry #poezie

 Well, they’re doing the double shuffle, throwin’ sand on the floor
 They’re doing the double shuffle, they’re throwin’ sand on the floor
 When I left my long-time darlin’
 She was standing in the door
--
Song: “Lonesome Day Blues”
Album: Love and Theft
First played: 2001-10-24
--
https://www.bobdylan.com/songs/lonesome-day-blues/
--
#Music #Rock #Folk #Dylan #BobDylan #MusicHistory #Lyrics #Poetry

 Well, they’re doing the double shuffle, throwin’ sand on the floor
 They’re doing the double shuffle, they’re throwin’ sand on the floor
 When I left my long-time darlin’
 She was standing in the door
--
Song: “Lonesome Day Blues”
Album: Love and Theft
First played: 2001-10-24
--
https://www.bobdylan.com/songs/lonesome-day-blues/
--
#Music #Rock #Folk #Dylan #BobDylan #MusicHistory #Lyrics #Poetry

 Well, they’re doing the double shuffle, throwin’ sand on the floor
 They’re doing the double shuffle, they’re throwin’ sand on the floor
 When I left my long-time darlin’
 She was standing in the door
--
Song: “Lonesome Day Blues”
Album: Love and Theft
First played: 2001-10-24
--
https://www.bobdylan.com/songs/lonesome-day-blues/
--
#Music #Rock #Folk #Dylan #BobDylan #MusicHistory #Lyrics #Poetry

Πόσοι και πόσοι γάμοι  Πόσες και πόσες βαφτίσεις  Δίχως τελετές, τελούνται μέσα μας  Για να μας μεταμορφώσουν  Με κίνητρα πνευματικά  Μας νοηματοδοτούν | by SearchingTheMeaningOfLife

Πόσοι και πόσοι γάμοι
Πόσες και πόσες βαφτίσεις
Δίχως τελετές, τελούνται μέσα μας
Για να μας μεταμορφώσουν
Με κίνητρα πνευματικά
Μας νοηματοδοτούν

by SearchingTheMeaningOfLife

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Poemas de Rolando Enrique Rosales Murga.
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 I’ve been down on the bottom of a world full of lies
 I ain’t looking for nothing in anyone’s eyes
 Sometimes my burden seems more than I can bear
 It’s not dark yet, but it’s getting there
--
Song: “Not Dark Yet”
Album: Time out of Mind
First played: 1997-10-30
--
https://www.bobdylan.com/songs/not-dark-yet/
--
#Music #Rock #Folk #Dylan #BobDylan #MusicHistory #Lyrics #Poetry

 I’ve been down on the bottom of a world full of lies
 I ain’t looking for nothing in anyone’s eyes
 Sometimes my burden seems more than I can bear
 It’s not dark yet, but it’s getting there
--
Song: “Not Dark Yet”
Album: Time out of Mind
First played: 1997-10-30
--
https://www.bobdylan.com/songs/not-dark-yet/
--
#Music #Rock #Folk #Dylan #BobDylan #MusicHistory #Lyrics #Poetry

 I’ve been down on the bottom of a world full of lies
 I ain’t looking for nothing in anyone’s eyes
 Sometimes my burden seems more than I can bear
 It’s not dark yet, but it’s getting there
--
Song: “Not Dark Yet”
Album: Time out of Mind
First played: 1997-10-30
--
https://www.bobdylan.com/songs/not-dark-yet/
--
#Music #Rock #Folk #Dylan #BobDylan #MusicHistory #Lyrics #Poetry

As my executive cognitive functions decline, and as my brain disintegrates, as my vision darkens and fades, as my feet freeze and itch as my legs burn, itch, and move with the weight of tungsten jelly, as my back aches as my arms have no strength, as my hands struggle to grasp the lightest of things, as my lungs run out of air as my heart races against time, as the blood and plasma decrease in flow, as my teeth and a jaws hurt, as my stomach gnaws with prescient hunger, as my output becomes as distant as my intake, as exhaustion and pain rule the day, for what level of failure is there to be a living zombie, trapped in an existence of disabilities, poverty, isolation and endurance that seems to be better suited for a journey to another galaxy than to simply see another day, for my voice falls silent among billions of ears, my decay is blinded by everyone's internal fears, alone in this void barren and cold, simply forced to be with no where to go and no one to hold;

You can encourage my continued useless #poetry, creativity and expression of self, #commentary, random thoughts, #philosophy and ideas, and by doing so your helping to feed, house and clothe a #disabled man living in #poverty, $5-10-15 It All Helps, via #cashapp at $woctxphotog or via #paypal at paypal.com/donate?campaign_id=…

As my executive cognitive functions decline, and as my brain disintegrates, as my vision darkens and fades, as my feet freeze and itch as my legs burn, itch, and move with the weight of tungsten jelly, as my back aches as my arms have no strength, as my hands struggle to grasp the lightest of things, as my lungs run out of air as my heart races against time, as the blood and plasma decrease in flow, as my teeth and a jaws hurt, as my stomach gnaws with prescient hunger, as my output becomes as distant as my intake, as exhaustion and pain rule the day, for what level of failure is there to be a living zombie, trapped in an existence of disabilities, poverty, isolation and endurance that seems to be better suited for a journey to another galaxy than to simply see another day, for my voice falls silent among billions of ears, my decay is blinded by everyone's internal fears, alone in this void barren and cold, simply forced to be with no where to go and no one to hold;

You can encourage my continued useless #poetry, creativity and expression of self, #commentary, random thoughts, #philosophy and ideas, and by doing so your helping to feed, house and clothe a #disabled man living in #poverty, $5-10-15 It All Helps, via #cashapp at $woctxphotog or via #paypal at paypal.com/donate?campaign_id=…

As my executive cognitive functions decline, and as my brain disintegrates, as my vision darkens and fades, as my feet freeze and itch as my legs burn, itch, and move with the weight of tungsten jelly, as my back aches as my arms have no strength, as my hands struggle to grasp the lightest of things, as my lungs run out of air as my heart races against time, as the blood and plasma decrease in flow, as my teeth and a jaws hurt, as my stomach gnaws with prescient hunger, as my output becomes as distant as my intake, as exhaustion and pain rule the day, for what level of failure is there to be a living zombie, trapped in an existence of disabilities, poverty, isolation and endurance that seems to be better suited for a journey to another galaxy than to simply see another day, for my voice falls silent among billions of ears, my decay is blinded by everyone's internal fears, alone in this void barren and cold, simply forced to be with no where to go and no one to hold;

You can encourage my continued useless #poetry, creativity and expression of self, #commentary, random thoughts, #philosophy and ideas, and by doing so your helping to feed, house and clothe a #disabled man living in #poverty, $5-10-15 It All Helps, via #cashapp at $woctxphotog or via #paypal at paypal.com/donate?campaign_id=…

If you measure down to the nano second the response to stimuli, you will find my synaptic relays are not only severely degraded but also in an active state of entropy, further more if you focus on imaging my neuro pathways you will find entire sections that are not only collapsed but altogether missing, in the amount of time it took me to compose this message, my brain ceased to function at a rate of 10 teraflops per second, by the time you read this I will have forgotten the purpose of composing and sharing it;

You can encourage my continued useless #poetry, creativity and expression of self, #commentary, random thoughts, #philosophy and ideas, and by doing so your helping to feed, house and clothe a #disabled man living in #poverty, $5-10-15 It All Helps, via #cashapp at $woctxphotog or via #paypal at paypal.com/donate?campaign_id=…

If you measure down to the nano second the response to stimuli, you will find my synaptic relays are not only severely degraded but also in an active state of entropy, further more if you focus on imaging my neuro pathways you will find entire sections that are not only collapsed but altogether missing, in the amount of time it took me to compose this message, my brain ceased to function at a rate of 10 teraflops per second, by the time you read this I will have forgotten the purpose of composing and sharing it;

You can encourage my continued useless #poetry, creativity and expression of self, #commentary, random thoughts, #philosophy and ideas, and by doing so your helping to feed, house and clothe a #disabled man living in #poverty, $5-10-15 It All Helps, via #cashapp at $woctxphotog or via #paypal at paypal.com/donate?campaign_id=…

If you measure down to the nano second the response to stimuli, you will find my synaptic relays are not only severely degraded but also in an active state of entropy, further more if you focus on imaging my neuro pathways you will find entire sections that are not only collapsed but altogether missing, in the amount of time it took me to compose this message, my brain ceased to function at a rate of 10 teraflops per second, by the time you read this I will have forgotten the purpose of composing and sharing it;

You can encourage my continued useless #poetry, creativity and expression of self, #commentary, random thoughts, #philosophy and ideas, and by doing so your helping to feed, house and clothe a #disabled man living in #poverty, $5-10-15 It All Helps, via #cashapp at $woctxphotog or via #paypal at paypal.com/donate?campaign_id=…

First line(s) WIP
…
in the graveyard
contemplating her life
…
RLR

#Poetry #WIP #Writing

Whispering Neon Jellyfish

Kathy decides not to do the fun things,
so she watches fish swim through deep canal,
then pushes doorbell as signal of hope
for the blind angel to open the lock
which allows demons of despair to pass through,

https://surazeus.blogspot.com/2026/09/whispering-neon-jellyfish.html

#Poetry #Poem #Pastoral #Necropastoral #MetaModernism #Transrealism #NewSublimity #NewRomanticism #AmericanDream #Cinemism #Existentialism #Surrealism #NegativeCapability #NewGnosticism #MetaRealism #NewTranscendentalism #Astarism

Initiate Kintsugi-Weave

Through disallowed rock state of interest,
I shall adjust name of the ardent code
to standard-base considered synthesis
where demurrage plus oral memory
equals liquid valve angels cannot ghost
by chasing elusive

https://surazeus.blogspot.com/2026/09/initiate-kintsugi-weave.html

#Poetry #Poem #Pastoral #Necropastoral #MetaModernism #Transrealism #NewSublimity #NewRomanticism #AmericanDream #Cinemism #Existentialism #Surrealism #NegativeCapability #NewGnosticism #MetaRealism #NewTranscendentalism #Astarism

Bodiless Gods Of Starlight

He strives to leave the landscape of his failure
and map the ancient cities of his loss
where he may join the people of his tribe
scattered far from valley of their first dream
so they may gather by the lake of

https://surazeus.blogspot.com/2026/09/bodiless-gods-of-starlight.html

#Poetry #Poem #Pastoral #Necropastoral #MetaModernism #Transrealism #NewSublimity #NewRomanticism #AmericanDream #Cinemism #Existentialism #Surrealism #NegativeCapability #NewGnosticism #MetaRealism #NewTranscendentalism #Astarism

Old Forest

Walking woodland paths,
as uncanny stillness breathes
peace, and loneliness;
even silence holds its breath,
and trees trace my passing steps.

© Simon J Ashcroft, 2026

#tanka #poem #poetry #PoetryCommunity

Old Forest

Walking woodland paths,
as uncanny stillness breathes
peace, and loneliness;
even silence holds its breath,
and trees trace my passing steps.

© Simon J Ashcroft, 2026

#tanka #poem #poetry #PoetryCommunity

Old Forest

Walking woodland paths,
as uncanny stillness breathes
peace, and loneliness;
even silence holds its breath,
and trees trace my passing steps.

© Simon J Ashcroft, 2026

#tanka #poem #poetry #PoetryCommunity

Old Forest

Walking woodland paths,
as uncanny stillness breathes
peace, and loneliness;
even silence holds its breath,
and trees trace my passing steps.

© Simon J Ashcroft, 2026

#tanka #poem #poetry #PoetryCommunity

 I do what I think is right - what I think is best
 Mystery Street off Mallory Square
 Truman had his White House there
 Eastbound - westbound
 Way down in Key West
--
Song: “Key West (Philosopher Pirate)”
Album: Rough and Rowdy Ways
First played: 2021-11-02
--
https://www.bobdylan.com/songs/key-west-philosopher-pirate/
--
#Music #Rock #Folk #Dylan #BobDylan #MusicHistory #Lyrics #Poetry

 I do what I think is right - what I think is best
 Mystery Street off Mallory Square
 Truman had his White House there
 Eastbound - westbound
 Way down in Key West
--
Song: “Key West (Philosopher Pirate)”
Album: Rough and Rowdy Ways
First played: 2021-11-02
--
https://www.bobdylan.com/songs/key-west-philosopher-pirate/
--
#Music #Rock #Folk #Dylan #BobDylan #MusicHistory #Lyrics #Poetry

 I do what I think is right - what I think is best
 Mystery Street off Mallory Square
 Truman had his White House there
 Eastbound - westbound
 Way down in Key West
--
Song: “Key West (Philosopher Pirate)”
Album: Rough and Rowdy Ways
First played: 2021-11-02
--
https://www.bobdylan.com/songs/key-west-philosopher-pirate/
--
#Music #Rock #Folk #Dylan #BobDylan #MusicHistory #Lyrics #Poetry

In our magazine: Milkweed explodes
the hillside with white bursts, the Alabama air is still sweet,

not yet touched with mildew. Early summer’s lovely day,
right for opening the country graveyard’s earth;

perfect for standing in the shade,
singing Amazing Grace one more time. https://www.texasobserver.org/poem-beware-the-perfect-day/

#poetry #poem #nature #death #culture

the simple needs

a roast, a roof,
a couple-a dollars,
a way to move and
a reason for it;
a day, a night,
a bit of rest,
a forest to get lost in and
a cause to get lost for;
something to keep the hands busy
and something to keep the heart dull,
a smoke, a drink,
a dream –
a dream!

Here’s an excerpt of the book as it appears via the EPUBReader extension on my computer.

A Brunch Tale, 235 Pages / 64,649 words (25-pg. sample) Secure checkout processed instantly via PayPal, Debit, or Credit Card

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#Art #SupportArtists #Poetry #BSkyArt #Vote

I wonder if people realize that I am in fact a Human, a human male that is currently 48 years old, I am getting older every day, I exist in constant pain that often borders or is extreme, I suffer from total exhaustion that never relents, I am disabled and have several health issues that I can not afford to tend to, I exist in poverty and often lack the very bare basics one needs to live, I scream out for help only to be ignored, so either I am the only human left, or people refuse to acknowledge I am human, or and I hope I am wrong, people simply lack the morality to actively have and express compassion for their fellow species, it so often appears that people prefer to withhold one the right to have any dignity, to withhold respect sympathy empathy and compassion, for we all have our burdens and our own cross to bear, but my god people, when someone cries out for help and the world ignores those pleas, it sure paints humanity in a very dim light, for we all deserve dignity respect sympathy empathy compassion and love, and for as long as I have been trying to get my needs and my voice heard, the response or lack there of can only lead to one conclusion, that humanity is as barren as a lifeless void;

You can encourage my continued useless #poetry, creativity and expression of self, #commentary, random thoughts, #philosophy and ideas, and by doing so your helping to feed, house and clothe a #disabled man living in #poverty, $5-10-15 It All Helps, via #cashapp at $woctxphotog or via #paypal at paypal.com/donate?campaign_id=…

I wonder if people realize that I am in fact a Human, a human male that is currently 48 years old, I am getting older every day, I exist in constant pain that often borders or is extreme, I suffer from total exhaustion that never relents, I am disabled and have several health issues that I can not afford to tend to, I exist in poverty and often lack the very bare basics one needs to live, I scream out for help only to be ignored, so either I am the only human left, or people refuse to acknowledge I am human, or and I hope I am wrong, people simply lack the morality to actively have and express compassion for their fellow species, it so often appears that people prefer to withhold one the right to have any dignity, to withhold respect sympathy empathy and compassion, for we all have our burdens and our own cross to bear, but my god people, when someone cries out for help and the world ignores those pleas, it sure paints humanity in a very dim light, for we all deserve dignity respect sympathy empathy compassion and love, and for as long as I have been trying to get my needs and my voice heard, the response or lack there of can only lead to one conclusion, that humanity is as barren as a lifeless void;

You can encourage my continued useless #poetry, creativity and expression of self, #commentary, random thoughts, #philosophy and ideas, and by doing so your helping to feed, house and clothe a #disabled man living in #poverty, $5-10-15 It All Helps, via #cashapp at $woctxphotog or via #paypal at paypal.com/donate?campaign_id=…

I wonder if people realize that I am in fact a Human, a human male that is currently 48 years old, I am getting older every day, I exist in constant pain that often borders or is extreme, I suffer from total exhaustion that never relents, I am disabled and have several health issues that I can not afford to tend to, I exist in poverty and often lack the very bare basics one needs to live, I scream out for help only to be ignored, so either I am the only human left, or people refuse to acknowledge I am human, or and I hope I am wrong, people simply lack the morality to actively have and express compassion for their fellow species, it so often appears that people prefer to withhold one the right to have any dignity, to withhold respect sympathy empathy and compassion, for we all have our burdens and our own cross to bear, but my god people, when someone cries out for help and the world ignores those pleas, it sure paints humanity in a very dim light, for we all deserve dignity respect sympathy empathy compassion and love, and for as long as I have been trying to get my needs and my voice heard, the response or lack there of can only lead to one conclusion, that humanity is as barren as a lifeless void;

You can encourage my continued useless #poetry, creativity and expression of self, #commentary, random thoughts, #philosophy and ideas, and by doing so your helping to feed, house and clothe a #disabled man living in #poverty, $5-10-15 It All Helps, via #cashapp at $woctxphotog or via #paypal at paypal.com/donate?campaign_id=…

Be balanced in your emotions and your thinking. #writing #writingcommunity #blog #sifaswriting #poetry

https://e8thespresso.blogspot.com/2026/09/poem-strike-balance.html

https://sifasevenwriting.wordpress.com/2026/09/15/poem-strike-a-balance/

audio podcast of my interview last week with Paul Kaplan about his book of poetry for people of all ages https://paullev.libsyn.com/paul-levinson-interviews-paul-kaplan-about-the-thingy-stringy #poetry #podcast #podcasts

“Evergreen” from Threnody, my second volume of poetry available now for pre-order at http://nihtgengapress.com

Books are coming in on Saturday and will be mailed out first thing Monday!!!

Thank you so much for your support of an independent poet! 🖤✨

#Poetry #Books #Independent

 “What time is it?” said the judge to Joey when they met
 “Five to ten,” said Joey. The judge says, “That’s exactly what you get”
--
Song: “Joey”
Album: Desire
First played: 1987-07-04
--
https://www.bobdylan.com/songs/joey/
--
#Music #Rock #Folk #Dylan #BobDylan #MusicHistory #Lyrics #Poetry

 “What time is it?” said the judge to Joey when they met
 “Five to ten,” said Joey. The judge says, “That’s exactly what you get”
--
Song: “Joey”
Album: Desire
First played: 1987-07-04
--
https://www.bobdylan.com/songs/joey/
--
#Music #Rock #Folk #Dylan #BobDylan #MusicHistory #Lyrics #Poetry

 “What time is it?” said the judge to Joey when they met
 “Five to ten,” said Joey. The judge says, “That’s exactly what you get”
--
Song: “Joey”
Album: Desire
First played: 1987-07-04
--
https://www.bobdylan.com/songs/joey/
--
#Music #Rock #Folk #Dylan #BobDylan #MusicHistory #Lyrics #Poetry

Limerence (Resignation IV)

https://aspiringruth.wordpress.com/2026/09/15/limerence-resignation-iv/

Roses are fucking
violent. Boo!
They hide in other stuff
and then just stab you.

#Poetry #>:(

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#PoemaDelDía Hoy estamos leyendo

"El jilguero", de Leopoldo Lugones (Argentina, 1874-1938) https://franciscocenamor.blogspot.com/2026/09/poema-del-dia-el-jilguero-de-leopoldo.html

El libro de los paisajes (1917), incluido en Antología crítica de la #poesía modernista hispanoamericana (Ediciones Hiperión, Madrid, 1992, selec. de José Olivio Jiménez).

#libros #literatura #poetry #books #poem

traceless
what passes
without becoming past

#Poetry #MicroPoetry #Writing #Minimal #Definition #Traceless

traceless
what passes
without becoming past

#Poetry #MicroPoetry #Writing #Minimal #Definition #Traceless

traceless
what passes
without becoming past

#Poetry #MicroPoetry #Writing #Minimal #Definition #Traceless

traceless
what passes
without becoming past

#Poetry #MicroPoetry #Writing #Minimal #Definition #Traceless