Loss (Randyjw; May 24, 2017)


Sorrowful offerings of sadness

shared wherever you are

across the pond

in a market in Jerusalem

it knows no bounds

only grief which reaches

to all hearts beyond

when humanity is breached

to end another’s song


Dedicated to the strength of the United Kingdom in the loss of souls by suicide bomb in Manchester, England, May 22, 2017.


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Lean-Two (Randyjw; May 22, 2017)


Yellow flowers on dainty stems

nod their acquiescence

in the enveloping breeze

and blades of grass

twitter excitedly in silence

as it comes to pass

I watch the sunlight

glint off the roof

of the next building

in the fading day

my new eyes gaze

from ground height

dreaming my life

a different way

But I’m calm

as I go slightly feral

black-and-white kitty guide

leading me to mango

feeling your presence

as I track yellow dust

across the back alley

I’ll trade the mosquito’s hum

for yours in my ear

squashed in this lean-to

with raffia in our hair


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Spanish Sonrisa

Spanish Sonrisa (Randyjw; May 31, 2017)




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Lean-To (Randyjw; May 21, 2017)


Lean to the left,

Lean to the right,

Sit down,

Stand up,

Fight, fight, fight!!!


Not much to cheer about, these days…

Writing this post from the impromptu lean-to I made, yesterday, May 20, 2017.



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Yeah Hoodie


Yeah Hoodie (Randyjw; May 20, 2017)




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A Sprouting Seed

A Sprouting Seed (Randyjw; May 15, 2017)


Without due favor

it was claimed by some

that the fruits of its labor

would never come

that its surface exterior

was too hard to crack

that its hollow interior

could never give back

But the little tree fruit

grew green, then yellow

destined to take root

amongst its compatriot fellows

It nursed in the pods

and drew strength from its provider

with the nectar of the gods

it grew bigger and stronger

And one day it broke off

from the hordes of the rest

its source shared with love

from the self it knew best

Its milk tasted sweet

its oils of pure notes

its flesh good to eat

of good fiber its coat

And one came along

who discovered this prize

a cherished song sung

and with wizened eyes

Uncovered further goodness

of the one that rolled astray

whether enriched with its present nutrients

or set in earth to be a tree, someday


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A Bissele History


A Bissele History (Randyjw; May 15, 2017)


Here’s a “bissele” history of the Middle Ages of the Jews in Europe, which is fairly representative of the treatment of Jews in every place, at most times, with the exception of Jewish reign in Israel at all times.


This article was researched and written by Dolly, and includes a bonus recipe. Enjoy!




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