Vorochta 5

yumado | November 16, 2009

Reaching for the stars,
I extend my arms.
Too far to grasp,
Too close to ignore.

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Tags: star, stars, starter sauce

conetiquette | November 16, 2009

I toil all day, building building building.
Hard work quenches my tired body
Yet my mind remains open to the sky
Receptive of the Words from the heavens

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yumado | November 16, 2009

Far in the country, away from society,
I tend to my farm, I tend to my crops.
Sometimes, at night, I drink too much.
I talk to my goats and lay with my sheep.

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yumado | November 16, 2009

Sometimes, I’m tempted to exercise my right to bear arms.
But then I stop to consider the pain inflicted onto the bear.
…So, I don’t.

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Tags: Lessons In Life, Lessons In Life #21, Right to Bear arms

yumado | November 16, 2009

Some time ago in Miami,
While the governor was away,
His wife was alone, wanting to play.
Along came Yumado, straight from Japan
A lover, fighter, a writer, doing all he can.
One afternoon, in the middle of May,
He stops by her window. And without much delay,

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