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when we consider
    in one of the rare quiet moments
    of our hurried hectic times
what keeps us busy throughout all our days
we may discover that there is not much beyond quotidian chores
    that occupies our schedule
the job,  career, the family, the children
     mow the lawn, chat with the neighbors,
     go to worship,  bowling,  Sunday school
     etc., etc.

small time we give to figuring out the meaning of it all

what is it that we want
    when we have reached the peak of our career
    when our kids have left the house
     live elsewhere without need for our care
what is it that is left
    to strive for and achieve

pragmatically speaking
it may be useful to become alert
and contemplate such matters
    alongside our busy years
at least some time before
we find ourselves
close to the edge
that points us into different spheres
The Dedpoet Jul 2016
In the streets of sunrise his
Name is unknown.

Blend of dirt and vagrant
Under said bridges.
     Lowly
Living under storms.
    Stillness of hunger,
Sad, sorrowful,so wise.

    We will sit in rooms
Upon the chairs with laptops,
     Filtering his memory
That no Google search will find,
     He has no screen name.

The only backup memory
Inside his faceless book.
Candy apples are the stuff of fairy tales sold by Carnival barkers in pin striped coat -tails , for artist dreaming out loud , for Kings and Queens with simple Honeysuckle Crowns
To first time lovers that nervously hold hands , to zany conductors striking up the band
The flavor inviting calliope music on Riverboats Sundays , Saturday mornings at the Zoo ,  laughing at the Monkeys* ......
Copyright 27 , 2016 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Candy apples are the stuff of fairy tales sold by Carnival barkers in pin striped coat -tails , for artist dreaming out loud , for Kings and Queens with simple Honeysuckle Crowns
To first time lovers that nervously hold hands , to zany conductors striking up the band
The flavor inviting calliope music on Riverboats Sundays , Saturday mornings at the Zoo ,  laughing at the Monkeys* ......
Copyright 27 , 2016 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
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