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  Dream Boys From behind a curtain sashaying into my dream A mystery yet untold face masks blue and green ☼ Jealousy and Envy so bold Is what my Chuck to me told ☼ nobly walking a winning prize elegance from gold, blue, bright red startled rising invisible sunshine to take me into morning time awaking me with a smiling face and a strange abiding grace These costumed nightly creatures silently talk wise like teachers and guide me once again today to the fountain of life to play ♥ Last of September 2024 © James M. Frase-White

  Why Me, God? Adam, Adam we ask God along with you why did He take my rib what did he do you to? He seems to have not put that rib back unless it was to sew up the slash or crack He fashioned a woman not from dirt, earthy mud but from smooth soft flesh graced from heaven above Maybe he did do it from love called her Eve, made two boys the next new creatures flesh that brought new joys Until one killed the other out of jealous love they say but some how new females made to earth their way The father of Adam or so it does seem did make more women for new ribs for all men to placate Heaven forfeit that they eat of that awful tasty forbidden fruit not gain thoughtful knowledge preferring ignorance as a substitute. Or a Repressive History of Human Kind © J.M. Frase-White 29 September 2024

  Why Even I Cannot Applaud How often do you feel that you are in on Stage In a Broadway Play, maybe with a mute audience, blind maybe as bats in daytime? Ah, you write your Google or Windows folks who do not seem to think they have written the script on which you play, maybe improvise to see if they listen to what they wrote . . . You telephone and spend minutes, hours talking to human sounding machines know-it-all clones who know nothing unless you answer them and admit to the crimes, desires you ask. Do they listen? No. To reach a real interactive human is a task after almost an hour the other day I talked with one, a nice lad it seemed who I ended calling an ass he replied “We do NOT use profanity” I said I did not but used the part of anatomy that he seemed to be speaking from and that, maybe instead, he was just stubborn like a donkey, for which that is also a name for them Ah , to hea...

  The Breath of Dog I once heard prophetically that before the age of man Dog created suns and planets Anubis jovially barked "Follow that Plan!" With his flowing breath of blue blew in the waters and the sky hot / cold molten stones, rocks and dirt gathered for the great by and by The beauty orderly or growing wild filled the firmament with glowing lights star suns, moons, planets, comets from birth orbits diverse in years, eons, days, nights Yes some folk may envision & surmise this mad dog idea by an ungainly heretic but we all know that as our own world did evolve in love semantic & romantic So gather back and just pretend that Dog indeed was the first turned to foxes, wolves and pets in this holy grand sublime universe Woof! Growl! Bark! And gently whine for dogs we love love us back even jackals heartily love to laugh all canines cuddle or rudely do attack So let us learn to enjoy each one a canine creator that ...

  Percy Have Mercy SuLin after dining on Robert Frost For this could have been written about a beautiful girl named SuLin , who dined on Robert Frost Percy (One)  Our new dog, named for the beloved poet, ate a book which unfortunately we had left unguarded, Fortunately it was the Bahagavad Git a , of which many copies are available, Every day now, as Percy grows into the beauty of his life, we touch his wild, curly head and saay, “ Oh, wisest of little dogs.” by Mary Oliver from New And Selected Poems © 2005

  Elephantine Snuffles Oh my dear, heaven please I feel like an elephant that needs to sneeze if seems my big nose is filled with itchy fleas leaning bitching far down He flops down on his knees thinking yelling inside out mouth utters rude harsh pleas if only this slow recovery stifling baggage of the heart would some how make it much easier to breathe How can he eat those delicious peanut & cheese in between gulps of air peanut cups with Reesey Flair? Suck in breath for a minute that sweet air will come in it sit down and you will win it ah, yes again thank you Geeze once again he can sneeze no help from tic tacs or Tik Tok pull out a tissue from the box or a sheet from round white roll makes your breathing again whole! “ Hallelujah” shouts this old dude blessed he can chew his food dance his words, sing his song hang it there, don’t be wrong Breathe in, breath out you shout Indeed this is what ...