When I begin to fret and fume,
my peace comes up, just rises up.

The woe is not mine, I'm fine.

Contain myself, I wish for money,
in abundance, and settle for a smile
on my face that I did not put there,

saying, just now, enough,

just enough, to know, too much
is superfluity, intentionally let spill.

Remnants of Helene are in the Northeast with gray skies and rain
September is saying farewell
Poet’s walk must continue
Until she came upon an imperfectly placed artwork by her feet
Mother Nature’s wonder
Amber
Canary
Honey
Sunshine
Biscotti
Sepia
Fawn
Ruby
Burgundy
Cherry
Currant
Rose
M­ixed in with good measure
Splendidly arranged in Mother Nature’s Mosaic

Dilution risk exists for nearly every
     Money and asset on this planet now.
          Dilution risk happens when a person’s
               Share in an asset is decreased due to
                    The issuance of new shares.  This risk
                         Brings about a huge loss of real value
                              Therefore
                         An ideal asset would be one in which
                    There is no dilution risk possible, ever.
               Bitcoin fulfills this unique property of
          Money because the supply of bitcoin
     Is preprogrammed to 21 million coins.
Bitcoin has zero risk of share dilution

The boulder river almost called
the figure leaning on the bridge.

The height wasn't much
but one touch would crush.

He saw a doll with its blood
floating away with the current.

Thin line, he muttered under his breath,
I never realised
it was this thin.

He snatched himself away from the moment
and headed towards the rest house
thinking
I would give it a try,
some time.

If we are obedient
we will be broken.

When I submit to my calling
as a human being,
if I am true to the ambition
of the puffy spear-shaped cloud,
to the voice of the smooth rock
formed as a heart,
I will stop
stay still
let their messages
sink through the borders of my brain
saturate the surging energy
within.

I will allow myself to be pierced
by her fears of being evicted  
I’ll feel the angst about her futility
before the indifferent landlords.

I will ignore my own heartache
about Uncle Jan’s fanatical raging
and instead
ask him about his son’s cancer
hug him when he breaks down sobbing.

Obedience
to the highest measures of my humanity
has its costs…

and rewards.

Friend

      Some men come from nothing
But they can still be a friend
I’d take a bullet for you
And I’d bleed until the bitter end

I’m no Angel but I’d face the
Hurricane and the driving rain
And I would not back down from a
Fight with the murdering brother Cain

If we were stranded in the desert
Wilting in the blistering heat
I’d give you the last of the water
As I lay dying at your feet

Once there was a time I was drinking the
Whiskey and Rye, I began to drown
I wasn’t the person I am today and I
Thought the Devil wore the Crown

I’m a born sinner and that’s a fact
I still love my Rock & Roll
But came an Angel from Heaven above
To save my mortal soul

Now I know Jesus wears the crown
And I’ll fight the enemy and never bend
I’m proud of the man I’ve become
And I’m proud to call you Friend

Written By:Charles Kean
09/23/2024