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Old world wisdom, new world insight – poems, poetry, philosophy, dreams, commentary, ideas


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T i M e

by Lawrence J. J. Leonard

I hope one day to be living
in the aftertime,

and then my airtime
will be open anytime.

It gets real
at bedtime!

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More than a cloud

by Lawrence J. J. Leonard

Everyone casts a shadow
as we walk below the sun.

It follows us throughout the day
and slips away at night.

When evening falls,
a blanket of stars slowly appear above

to dot the purple vastness
and remind us where we are.

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Funny thing about Robots

by Lawrence J. J. Leonard

Queen News of the World

American artist Frank Kelly Freas altered his 1953 painting for Queen’s album art.

They used to cling and clang. They were faceless and only had numbers for identification.
We now refer to them as “A” “I” creatures. But robots, as they will always be known,
only get the AI designation if they are higher up in the chip processing pecking order.

What is our fascination with a pile of bolts and silica personified? Power?

Is it that we want more than just a reflection of what we see? Relationship?

Is it that we are so surrounded by wonderful creation that we are inspired to re-create creation?

Robots seem to give us a pathway to enhance our own reality. Like Radio Controlled cars and drones.
Not like Virtual Reality (VR) at all. More so in a physical way.

These days robots can be much more.
How is this possible?
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Faceoff game

by Lawrence J. J. Leonard

Remember that faceoff game when we were seven,
mugging for passersby

and craning to see if they would smile or just grunt or stare back?

We would scrunch up our faces,
sometimes with missing teeth

then squint our eyes to give each effort the full affect.

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Opera – the OG Mash-up*

by Lawrence J. J. Leonard

The Magic Flute

What is the attraction to opera?

It is symphony and brass band, plus more.

It is ballet and passionate couples, but still more. 

It is theater with murder and lust and gentle creatures, and yet much, much more.

I saw my first opera at the age of 10, it was a travelling company performing a snippet of the Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart opera “The Magic Flute.” It was loud and boisterous.

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Memories returning

by Lawrence J. J. Leonard

Memories

You said you had a question about the way we live
explaining that there was a girl you knew long, long ago
who used to walk with you to school.

She always talked about her house.

She revealed that her bedroom had no windows.

 Then one day you went to visit her there
and saw for yourself.

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Dreams, between the dark and the light

by Lawrence J. J. Leonard

Beyond the concentration of handicraft
above the slumber of well-fed babes
turn the head ever so slightly and
pass through the realm awaiting.

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