Vorochta 5

Stars Are Us

Reaching for the stars,

I extend my arms.

Too far to grasp,

Too close to ignore.

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Pontifex Maximus

I toil all day, building building building.

Hard work quenches my tired body

Yet my mind remains open to the sky

Receptive of the Words from the heavens

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Harvesting Sorrows

Far in the country, away from society,

I tend to my farm, I tend to my crops.

Sometimes, at night, I drink too much.

I talk to my goats and lay with my sheep.

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Lessons In Life #21

Sometimes, I’m tempted to exercise my right to bear arms.

But then I stop to consider the pain inflicted onto the bear.

…So, I don’t.

A Tale of Yumado

Some time ago in Miami,
While the governor was away,
His wife was alone, wanting to play.
Along came Yumado, straight from Japan
A lover, fighter, a writer, doing all he can.

One afternoon, in the middle of May,
He stops by her window. And without much delay,
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