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tattered verse array lace upon her nakedness... by adoring bard muse the source of words exposed between syllables... within cold spaces where comes the beauty woman from whom they have sprung... or how they drape her • Donovan Baldwin

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I've been beaten down So many times Yet, to let Another scar, One more wound, Another lost battle, Change me from who I am, The warrior poet the gods Ordained me to be upon the day Of my birth, would end my meaning. • Donovan Baldwin

I know naught of heaven or of hell, For I've known but one here and the other... Well, the shamans hold that up in promise, Like a toy before a child to cause Obedience. Here... I've known hell, and pain, and suffering. Gods, whatever they may be, Cannot punish me more than this life has. The only thing that death may offer, Is neither heaven or hell, but, An end... finally an end to This punishment I Never earned. • Donovan Baldwin

if you would anger gods refuse the poet his few words... for they know him best his brothers and sisters immortal and immoral prone to fantasy and sin • Donovan Baldwin

Let us write of sadness and of sin, As we drain the bottle of this tasteless wine, We'll cry out as if challenging the gods, To some battle we can never win, As if being heroic makes us heroes. It's braver at the bottom of the bottle, So let's go there to seek our courage, And use swords full of blood red ink To mock and destroy gods already dead. • Donovan Baldwin

scars upon my back where she tore my wings away... taught me mortal bliss [True story.] • Donovan Baldwin

Remove not this ancient mark Totem of my clan, Sigil graved upon the lintels of Of our movable homes Before the land was owned Rules written By invaders bent upon ruling, We free people Who lived In harmony with the land And all the peoples on it. Bow instead and say your oath. • Donovan Baldwin

The nice thing about writing my poetry is that, as long as I know what I'm trying to say, it probably IS officially poetry, even if nobody else "gets it". I remember a story years ago about a poet who got a government grant to write a poem, and, as the time was running out for him to produce his work, he submitted a single sheet of paper with the word "Nothing", on it. That was his poem. Was he right? Was he a poet? I certainly don't know. To tell the truth, I CAN see where a poet, attempting to deliver a "message" could do exactly that. On the other hand, it's also obviously, quite possibly a cop out, by someone who was unable to deliver the goods. Who's to say? Only the "poet" knows just what was in the brain that produced the end product. Rambling thoughts. Under the heading of "thinking out loud", but this seems off the beaten path enough to be called errant thought. Not a deep subject, but one I've wondered about for years. When do we cease being a poet, and become a charlatan, using our wits to disguise our lack of inventiveness? And, just as an aside, does the ability to deceive in that manner show that we actually ARE what we claimed to be in the first place? • Donovan Baldwin

Not getting enough exercise? Just get an old style TV. You know, big wooden console with a bunch of knobs on the front and some tiny "what the hell are these for?" on the back. Get up, walk over to it. Stand there, bend over, turn it on, select the channel, tune in the picture and adjust the sound. Go back to your chair and sit down. Sound will not be right and/or picture will not be clear. Get up, walk back to TV, bend over to find the little knob that makes things better. Step away from the TV to see how the picture looks. If necessary, step back to the TV, bend over (or squat, depending on model), make more adjustments, and walk back to chair. In 30 minutes to an hour, your show will be over and you will have to get out of chair, walk to TV and repeat steps above. During prime time, you will be able to do several repetitions of this series of exercises... and run to the kitchen for a snack or to the bathroom for a break in between. For extra endurance training, go outside and turn the TV antenna to get the channel you want to see but can't because the antenna's pointing in the wrong direction. Come back in to check the picture. Go in and out, turning the antenna until picture is clear, and you are breathing heavily. For strength training, try to lift TV. Our next article will cover fitness in a 3-speed stickshift car. • Donovan Baldwin

please avert your eyes my words the reality... all else is the beast • Donovan Baldwin

words soft on your skin sensitive like satin sighs... seductive as sin • Donovan Baldwin