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cracked an elbow making a tackle,
ruptured a kidney throwing a body block;
my less than illustrious football
career curtailed

so I chose to run:
an active verb--organs, bones,
are nouns, things to be damaged,
broken, frozen in almighty time

which slowed my sprint to a
jog, then my jog to a hurried hike
on my arid prairies and around
my wooded lane

where the young neighbors eye
me zipping by, deep in thought--who
is that old man pondering parts of speech?
don't let the children listen to him

for I know they have their own bones
yet to break, their own journey to make,
from fanciful fields of fame, to cruel knowledge
nothing remains the same--nouns decay

I'll keep walking wild as long as I can;
I recall making the last tackle, that final
fated block--those nouns now long gone, and no
adjectives can bring them back
 May 2017 Alex McQuate
CJN
❝many scientist wants to wander you for you are a galaxy,
Universe to be specific, that hold vast of hidden secrets;
another piece of a masterpiece indeed.
You hold hundreds of different secrets, curiosity, maybe.
But I'm gonna tell 3 of those secrets out of hundred—

Oh! You're the sun of the Earth, my love—
You brights in that loneliest corner,
even though it's just a penetrating sun ray,
it lit and gives encouragement to one another;
You inspires someone to be as delighted as you are,
I wonder if you're a fan of Helios, the god of sun.
—3/3

Oh! You're a whirling beautiful black hole
You keeps on pushing us in the boundaries of
curiosity;
You keeps on hiding secrets in the depths of your hole,
You are just so mesmerizing but— what does your
beauty wants to convey? What kind of danger does
we need to face to get to know the secrets you hide?
—2/3

Oh! You're an exquisite planet Earth, my love—
You sustain life and gives a special place for everyone
Where people live and love you for you loved them back
When universe is dying, you have billions of man to bring you back;
to plant trees and flowers, to bring nature back—
You're not failing when you have someone to live as your Sun.❞ 1/3

—to those who thinks they're not special, this poem is for you x Author
「the stars that lies underneath your eyes」
Knolls of potatoes glow like gold
spreading the shine of good harvest
fading in the dark of her eyes.

The bounty is a curse on her purse
for as long as she recalls
market grows slow
prices rule low
abundance eats away the toil.

Yet so long her breathes willed
she would come back to the field
feeding herself away
to the soil.
Feb 26, 2017, 12.30 pm.
To be seen but not by the eye
Solve me with arithmetic
The question is why
As the answer that always be with you
I am science fiction, sci-fi
What's the world without enigma?
I am a photon of light
Gazed by eyes in past tense
The fragments oscillate at the speed of light
Perceived like a diamond
Tactile reflections are enveloped by the eye
Separating the past from the present
What's the connection?
It's not a matter of time
Beginning the equation starting with (Ry)
Find (an) expression to quantify I
The answer is human
It's to be seen but not by the eye
 May 2017 Alex McQuate
jess
click
 May 2017 Alex McQuate
jess
you can lean
on the tennis court fence
and tell me
about your day, your week,
your life.

i can sit
on the tennis court floor
smoking bits
taking petty photos
of the sky,
as you say how bad it is
to be alive.

we'll find
comfort in loneliness
and when we
finally feel okay,
i'll snap
a new photo
of our sky.
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