Emanations of the Philosophy of Life Instinct The past Golden Age of democracy In the last couple of hundred years, there have been periods when an artificial form of democracy operated in a handful of countries. Political parties were led by men and women who were thinkers and visionaries, and generally well educated. They were elected […]
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A poem Back to a metrical and rhyming poem for your pleasure. Do read it aloud and let me know how you like it, my friend. Heaven in Little Things A little thing is not a little thing,When it’s something that makes our heart sing,If it quietly makes our soul take wing,And makes a purposeless life
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A poem The sky on the flight out from Manila to Hong Kong, heading home on my last work trip. It inspired this poem I wrote on the long haul back. I hope you enjoy it. Do read it aloud! Cloudworld What fantastical forms we see!For whom, this sphere otherworldly?Separate from earth, space, and sea,Whose
Poetry This poem was inspired by a photo I liked. Read it aloud boldly, my dear friend. Dawn Celestial orbs silently circle and spin,Earth sails with denizens of dark and light,That awaken as night begins to thin,Eases its grip as the horizon grows bright. You stir from sleep and listen to the dawn,It tugs you
A poem In free verse, best read aloud to enjoy it fully, dear friend. Over the Edge Over the edge I step tentatively, into the unknown terrain of my mind. The flowers of the valley lift their bright faces, and smile up at me, Their scent calls my seeking mind, The green grass beds beckon my
A poem In free verse, and it must be read aloud, dear reader. Living Large I feel largest in life in those occasional interludes, In which an instant in time seems like an eternity, And the moment has limitless possibilities I can influence, Marked by the giant hand of the clock of infinity. The world
A poem In pentameter, primarily iambic. Read aloud for the true pleasure of poetry. Faces I met someone after ages yesterday,Bare facts had, in time, long faded away,Name, voice, and history were all a haze,But ah, I knew I surely knew that face. Life and genes equally shape our visage,Prints or dental X-rays aren’t our
A poem My regular readers know I don’t usually write free verse, but it felt most natural for something so close to my heart. I hope you’ll read it unhurriedly aloud, even if it’s a murmur like the subject. Rain Life falls from the sky,In gentle, soothing drops,It feels like salvation. Like curtains on the
Part of your wisdom portfolio Sing it aloud, verse and chorus! What nonsense! Why are we here, to what end?To live is such deep desire,Why it’s so, no one can tell.Why must we struggle and strain?For what purpose, what’s the aim? What is this life?What nonsense! Reach for jobs, then positions,Grab mates to make babies,Eat
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Part of your wisdom portfolio It felt best at thirteen syllables or fourteen with caesuras (pauses), so you have this poem in the Alexandrine meter. It’s my longest yet. But nothing like venturing into new waters. I hope it flows well till the end. Aloud, aloud, recite aloud, dear friend. I am my memories Red flowered
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