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Last Dance Poem by Dandelion De La Rue

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Quetzalcoat

Hope and Illusion, Last Dance

The ghost of
my old lover
hummed a song to me today
at sunrise
memories of Hendrix;
we thought we were
experienced
dancing in the cold cold
streets of Boston
watching the dawn
two sprites dancing
at the bottom of the sea.

I watched the sunrise
alone
and thought of him.
We danced
because we thought
the worst was over
Aquarias was dawning
leaving money-hugging
power love
far away and
long ago
in the time before
in an unmourned past
.

We thought we saw
Quetzalcoatl
flying in from
Eastern skys
bringing peace
and art and flowers
bringing love.

Hope and Illusion
dancing together
watching sunrises

First Published at Motherbird.com

Hope and Illusion, Last Dance Poem by Dandelion De La Rue.

The Good Old Days Poem by Joan Pond

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shallow_thoughts

The Good Old Days Expired
by Joan Pond

The good old days expired
when I sat on the bed
and he said he didn”t love me
as much as I loved him.
Irrecoverable
obsolete,
I was past perfect;
incomplete without him
Once upon a time
I”d found my prince
but he turned me into something
less.
Weighed
and found wanting
I packed beggardly boxes
and left,
not wanting to lose more
than I could
afford.

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Facebook Ten Commandments

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Thou shall have no other websites before me.
All other websites must present themselves to me and beg to be noticed.
Thou shall not kill thy page.
Thou shalt like thy friends and some of their posts
Thou shall not post too much.
Thou shall not get an account for thy cat, thy dog or any likeness of any thing that is in heaven above, or that is in the earth beneath, or that is in the water under the earth.
Thou shalt promote thy post.
Thou shall make no craven image in the shape of twitter birds.
Thou shall not covet thy neighbor’s likes
Thou shalt like this post.

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Self Portrait by Chris Carmichael

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self portrait Chris Carmichael

self portrait Chris Carmichael

Actually a good likeness. Talented people seem to have a Midas touch and this minimalist effort shows that Chris can be very expressive in any media.
We have been the home of our Chris Carmichael pages since 2000. Chris’ discography grows so fast it’s hard to keep track of it. For Chris, ‘lately it’s movie soundtracks, adding strings to George Strait, Buddy Guy and, it seems, every name in music. Chris is also Artvilla’s friend. He’s that friend who “went and got famous”, and we don’t brag about him nearly enough. We are going to change that because his work touches so many artists that it can suggest music that delights if we just pay attention.

If we are special at all,
it’s because of the friends we’ve made.
If our lives matter at all
it’s because of the love we’ve shared.
If our time is well spent,
it’s well spent together.
and if we are to be remembered
it’s because of whom we helped
and who helped us.

Chris Carmichael

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