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Does Your Mother Know? A Horse With No Name It’s a Mystery Can You Feel It? I Walk The Line Life’s What You Make It Clap Your Hands I Predict A Riot Get Up Offa That Thing Pull Up to the Bumper Turn Back Time Surrender If Only I Could Rewrite the Stars It’s Too … Continue reading Titles Tale
The demonstration of distortion. The display of the despicable. The demeanour of desperation. The dealers of our democracy. The designers of disenchantment. The demands of the denigrators. The destroyers of decent discourse. The dealers of our democracy. The defamation of the decent. The direction of disharmony. The deceit of the delegation. The dealers of our … Continue reading An Indecent Democracy
Part One: The city lights are so revealing. He's not in control and doesn't care. He cannot hide the way he's feeling. The sleazy street lights render him bare. Across the street the hot guy's dealing. This type of encounter would be rare. His poison lips are so appealing. He knows of the risks but … Continue reading Red Light
Trees restore me well. The rustle of leaves enchants. Factories pollute. (c) Dean G. Parsons. 2019.
I appear to be stuck in a room. Outside there is a village meeting. I hear sounds of joy and groans of gloom. My chance to leave was only fleeting. The villagers are gathered next door, To discuss community issues. My need for dinner grows ever more. All I have are pens, pad and tissues. … Continue reading Stuck Without Access
I have a friend who has PD. His body shakes so constantly. I feel he has it worse than me. His bravery is plain to see. I feel a fraud without such shakes. Ashamed of any fuss I make. His body suffers seismic quakes. I admire him for all he takes. My friend is young … Continue reading My Brave Friend.
I recall the loathing and fear That first day of school at age four. I just needed mum and dad near In tantrum I lashed out and roared. My head teacher dragged me inside That bright room of faces all new. In distress my eyes glared so wide I pondered on what I should do. … Continue reading Iron Versus Rainbow
Nothing. Nascent note-maker's nemesis. Scant. Seeking stark symbolism somewhere. Without. Where words wander while we wonder. Devoid. Daydream's dance distances details. Block. Blinding badlands build bold barriers. Absent. Available art avoiding. Fix. Finding features for focused forethought. Method. Mindfully meet missing meaning. Outcome. Overcome obtuse obstructions. Create. Commission considered constructs. (C) Dean G. Parsons. 2019. … Continue reading Construct Obstruct
Villages lit by twinkling lights The chill wind shocks with frosty bites Window displays of gifts and trees While garden ponds begin to freeze. Festive garlands and mistletoe The moonlight shines upon the snow People gather around log fires Icicles hang from cold church spires. Christmas Eve comes but once per year A time to … Continue reading Winter’s Magical Eve