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The Honey Queen from Galway An exercise in Symbolism There is a fine seductive reasoning, and it appears as a form of mental sickness. Like the effects of too much of the juice of the barley, it leads men to sit around, confidently bumping their gums. In this type of closed mutual admiration society, there goes on a lot of virtue flaunting and preening. Where goes Ireland today? With many so-called Republicans calling for 'open borders' and 'Globalism' and apparently enamored with that dusty old fool, Karl Marx...? Let's look at the busy, hardworking honey bee Queen, that tended all her life to her busy hive in County Galway. Through storms and winters, through cold and drought. Fighting off thieves and raiders, she and her workers & drones protected the hive. The...
An Angel Crawls Lightning shatters serenity, once upon a tranquil moment, As the vanity of pride capitulates its proponent. Chastised and cast down by a boastful denouncement. Now feathers, charred, scrape across this turbulent sand. The desert inferno burning both knees and hands. Burdened now by gravity, it finds itself unable to stand. It cries out against such an unfamiliar...
A Muse Me Thus, in the end, It comes down to this word. A word in a world that would wound, Wound and bound about a token form and taken from That which is a whisper Screaming silently Though softly, thought tough In its interpretation. It is this interrelation Within which We wallow In the shallowness of mediocrity Or swallow The profundity of grandiosity. Profound!...
Memories Chained (Within the Darkness A Legion Waits)   Enraptured by self-pity and prozac, Life's poetry and prose became subjugated. Compassion soured with corruption, As indulgence was championed - advocated. We became mired Between and beneath The past and the future. The distance 'tween the two Burdened our perception Of the here and now. We could not glimpse Our humanity...
The Great Sidecar Experiment Part Four: The Master Plan        Now the essence of The Master Plan was a two pronged attack on the problem. A mechanical attack, and a psychological attack.       Firstly, I felt that we needed to do much more testing, before we launched recklessly off that steep hill. Duh. To...
The Great Sidecar Experiment Part Three:  trench warfare        If "Deja Vue" was a movie, then what I was seeing was a surreal re-run.   I already knew from personal, painful experience, that motorcycles do indeed crash occasionally. I also knew what it was like to find yourself unexpectedly suspended in mid air,...
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