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Final SaluteRoaring cries of war and steel,
thoughts of pity you cannot feel.
Words wrought with sounds of treason,
bound and gag with no rhyme or reason.
Men and beast die in vain,
no one else will know their pain.
Forgotten lore replaces blood,
ghostly shadows of where they stood.
Friend and foe fill the graves,
never to stand and fight again.
Monuments to the brave and free,
or a testament to one mans dynasty?
Of Snake Charmers and TreesThere are mathematicians
that calculate the gravitational
pull that tethers us to one another,
teasing sense out of the fabric
of Time and Space like
wizened snake charmers.
I thought them so horribly
unromantic, searching for
logic amidst wildflowers-
reasoning being reason enough
to put one foot in front
of the other each day.
True beauty lay printed
on petals and pages,
where I delved for pearls;
the patterns in the pathos
intriguing me into each
rising of the sun.
I do not remember when
it occurred to me that
without fractals there would
be no trees, nor without love
would people have any reason
to calculate the distances that
separate them from their muses.
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