Poem: “Real or Not” , fr. notebooks, Jim Stallings

Real or not

We saw the sun

And celebrated

With teepee talk—

Passing the pipe

Of ancient wisdom

And measured grace.

Less is more

And quakes rock

Soft earth water

Pulling down the victims

Who ignored warnings

And believed they

Of all people

Deserved special care

In a world of violence

In a dream without escape.


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