Sumo Buddha
No direction
Misconception
A thousand points of darkness
Downstream on a river of pure aggression
Minnows into sharkness
What is right and who is wrong
Fight the fight or go along
Its like Buddha in the Sumo ring
The roaring crowd
Is much more loud
Than the choir in his head can sing.
"Now here is life on the halfshell nut"
he says to himself as he's kicked in the gut
"Laid out languid or pinprickle fury-
these are my choices? (Don't call me Shirley)
Stinging bee and honeyed hive-
Its a study in contrasts just being alive"
Pinning his opponent with a peaceful piledriver
He says "You are alive
But I am aliver"
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Mr. Haines,
The Daily Mirror is working on a piece about blogging in Kodiak. Would you be available for an interview this weekend about yours? My email is bzint@kodiakdailymirror.com
Found Poetry
legalize families
other painful every time
i meet you
wife children dissatisfied
nine-year-old porch owner
senses hardly
kisses never gives
returns joyous equality
-this is a form of poetry that I learned about this year where you take a piece of writing and pull out words randomly. Then you can either reshape the words into meaning, or go with the order that you found them.
-this poem is in the order I picked words out in. I did not plan the order at all.
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