#sake
“But better, for the sake of conscience and country, to speak loudly and volubly than to remain silent or noncommittal.”
Barton Swain (WSJ)
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the external outlier of voluble,
the extreme wings of hatred;
the
surround~sounding of the screams of silence
of the average, the median,
the susceptible
who know not history |
except when knotted |with the
sugary irrational lies that defy lunacy|
by going along to be along|
how does one combat lunacy?
not putting the inmates in charge
of the chic,
the blinded eye of universities,
controverting
covering your lying eyes
with glue;
calling black white,
coating white hot honed truths
with
slicks and licks of oily
irrational
why write poetry?
to ask the eyes to see?
the ears to hear?
to trust your senses?
perhaps it is
but, an only,
my
way
when the opposition of truth
is so tasty
this is
my
louder,
this is
my
voluble dial
at the max;
read it and weep!
right
beside me
May 18
May 18, 2026 at 9:27 AM UTC
I saw a man upon the ground,
his cry for help, a trembling sound.
I stopped my horse, I came to aid, a mercy given, unafraid.
But swift he rose
a cunning art,
he leapt and rode off with my heart.
My horse beneath him disappeared,
and I just stood there
dust and beard.
I called, “Wait!
I want no fight,
keep the beast and take your flight.
But please,
for goodness’ sake,
do not say,
that I was fooled this holy day.”
And so the tale was softly spun,
how kindness died beneath the sun.
For hearts grew wary,
eyes grew cold
when goodness learned
it must not be told.
Nov 4, 2025
Nov 4, 2025 at 11:02 PM UTC
This is Ken Pepiton, as he sat in the sun,
thinking of Van Gogh's ghucking sunhat
self portrait,
and laughing at having dropped my name,
where he left his hat.
Mar 6, 2024
Mar 6, 2024 at 4:02 PM UTC
.
To serve some Sake
Soft light bathing the mountains
Eyes gleam as we pour
.
May 1, 2021
May 1, 2021 at 1:20 PM UTC
.
Sake with old friends
Leaves spring forth from hazel tree
Sharing ancient boughs
.
Apr 27, 2021
Apr 27, 2021 at 2:44 PM UTC
Fervency referring to effectuality as measured
by men,
I suppose. Positionally, top line.
Challenges are not all games,
all games are challenges.
That which he fears comes.
Anticipate war, teach your son to
access participation trope level
anticipatory experience
imagining dying
now
design a death that does not damage, eh,
no damming, no pile of useless hordes,
dammed to collect the flow
anticipating need
when need is non exist-ant.
Greedy gut.
Feb 3, 2021
Feb 3, 2021 at 4:28 PM UTC
At high tide, the sea ejects
foam and glass fishing floats.
We wait for the waters to recede,
tiptoe around anemones and *****
I spot a small green globe.
She says it belongs to a Japanese goddess,
her eyes plucked out by a vengeful lover
and cast into the deep.
I see only an old sake bottle
crafted into a sphere,
etched with sand and netting patterns.
Tomorrow, I will look for agates
while she searches for the goddess’s other eye.
Jan 5, 2021
Jan 5, 2021 at 8:16 PM UTC
#*Your beautiful heart's glow is so often hidden behind the clouds of stubborness-- your lack of ownership within pretty much everything that is about who it is that you truly are. You ride.. skirting on the edges, never truly committing to much of anything that is inside of you.. putting pieces of yourself out there, yet never truly taking ownership of much of anything that truly is of you. You may feel things in their fullness that is of you within certain, contained moments, but the glow of those glimpses into your own self is far too often short-lived-- within something in you that almost completely washes it all away..
The nearly predictible pendulum-swing now so far the other way, almost completely denying those very real moments of connectedness and inner clarity within you..
And I am not one to want to live and operate between the swing's extremes, as it is there at that place that you expect others to pick up all of these un-owned pieces for you, and it is there also at that place that you have a whole string of men-- now.. and in your past, who all tumble and orbit in your wake in their desire to put together for you things that were never theirs to put together..
They were always things for you to take ownership of and become accountable for, but you will have no part of that, and so here you now float within all of your unaccountability, and will continue to float- as long you continue in your choice to not fully engage within yourself.
.. And you go on and say that I do not care about your heart, but you do not own much of anything that is about that amazing heart that is within you,
so how would you even know?
You don't.. but even if you did,
it would all but become buried once again within all that is unowned within you.
Loving in to a system like that, is not a good stewardship of one's ability to love.. so if there is some remote form of goodbye embedded within these nearly indiscernible conveyances..
then I thank you in advance for its gracious release. You are not getting any younger, my beautiful.. one day this beauty-laden, cloud to cloud game of hide and seek is no longer going to work quite so well*
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Jun 1, 2020
Jun 1, 2020 at 10:41 AM UTC
since lies are sweet
and the truth is bitter
i'm not surprised
i liked you better
Mar 24, 2020
Mar 24, 2020 at 1:43 PM UTC
I always played it safe,
but now I'm willing to risk losing everything
just to try to have something better,
you make me do this
©L.F.
Dec 26, 2019
Dec 26, 2019 at 8:11 PM UTC
there's a world inside your mind
and it wants you to find
a place for others,
without changing
the bookshelves
the music
or the way that you walk through the door.
It might be the means of replacing
the fear which stops you from living
and giving
and laughing
as yourself.
Nov 19, 2019
Nov 19, 2019 at 8:30 AM UTC
Poetic delicacies,
Chilled haiku sake,
Sautéed clerihew au jus,
Free-range limericks
baked to perfection,
Footle fries,
Yum!
Oct 23, 2019
Oct 23, 2019 at 6:10 PM UTC
Sometimes I wish I could disappear
Abandon the world the way it is
Turn invisible once more
But that'll never happen
For the sake of you
For the sake of me
I'll disappear
Apr 2, 2019
Apr 2, 2019 at 6:55 PM UTC
When heart break,
and love is at stake,
It so much ache,
Still we have to live for our sake..
Crying lakes of tear,
Facing emptiness and fear,
When no one's is our dear,
Nothing is clear,
No more heart can bear,
Just hang on there,
This world is sphere..
Karma goes no where,
You are blessed,
Fake love has left you this year.
Dec 29, 2018
Dec 29, 2018 at 4:18 AM UTC
The Silhouetted buildings peak
through the clouds, obscured
across the river, a city shivers
on a cold New York morning.
Sep 25, 2018
Sep 25, 2018 at 8:08 AM UTC
The more one gives the more others are likely to take
and so expectations are increased for the giver’s sake.
_________________
May 11, 2018
May 11, 2018 at 12:34 AM UTC
I gave into love's feelings easily
Wish I would have stood my ground
Instead of letting you fall for me, and asleep
For your feelings sake should have turned around.
I knew I was too late, broken, and lost,
To give all myself to you
You deserve more than affection I show
And a heart turned black and blue.
I am emotionally wounded from
The lies and alibis I have been dealt Betrayal cuts deeper than a dagger
A feistier pain I have not yet felt.
I chose to believe, let you in, let you see
My damaged parts though they were sore
Tried to give you all my pieces but failed
Once I reached the ghastly bits at my core.
I could not stand the idea of letting you down
Or the image of hurt read in your revolving eyes
When you discovered devils housed within
As the truth left my mouth it turned to lies.
To deceive was not my intention
Lips parted but words would not come out
I have taken treasured trust you hold close
Replaced it with anger, longing, and doubt.
Somehow you are still here, second chance in hand
Wearing forgiveness like heavy cologne
I selfishly accept knowing you would
Definitely be better off on your own.
I do not know if I am strong enough
To overcome ghosts haunting my mind
Maybe the anxious shadows and I
Will in darkness forever stay entwined.
Your light heart is guiding me along a new path
I harbor hope for happier tomorrows
With you my friendly smile comes easily
Your kiss slowly silences still sorrows.
Take my familiar hand, lead me to a place
Where laughter, joy, and kindness never cease
I am going to let true love and your wisdom
Show the way to heal and find internal peace.
Apr 30, 2018
Apr 30, 2018 at 2:03 PM UTC
Sometimes it’s much better to turn a blind eye
for the sake of peace if we can understand why.
__________________
Mar 7, 2018
Mar 7, 2018 at 6:51 PM UTC
Nothing changes the fact
That you are an animal
Even if you pour gold
In an old poor man's cup
When you tried to carve
This land from hundreds
You didn't notice, you must
For your sake at least
The strength they bore
Can scatter all your dreams
Over their dead bodies
Whether you serve the country
Jan 21, 2018
Jan 21, 2018 at 9:59 AM UTC
I strive to be beatific,
Honestly I do,
But things always seem,
To intervene,
And get in the way of my ****** happiness.
***** sake!
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Jul 19, 2017
Jul 19, 2017 at 5:10 AM UTC
I am here and I am gone.
Sometimes I come in strongly,
sometimes I am nothing more than a whisper.
You see, my life is like a little red radio.
Shifting, yes. Evolving, no.
Stating my momentary pleasures in a hot seat,
moving with a quiet current of low mumbles.
There are numbered stations for my feelings,
controlled by that little red-silver tune dial
that chooses a separate mood for every moment.
Moreover, the volume dial,
telling me when to keep my mouth shut,
to be static in the air that the atmosphere rejects.
and sometimes, making me feel the stations
through a door slam or a **** you."
See, my life is like a little red radio,
always caught in between two stations.
Apr 27, 2017
Apr 27, 2017 at 10:40 PM UTC
I’m worried for the sake of me
not for the sake of you.
I’m expected to appreciate what you have done for me
instead I can’t help but look at you with deep hatred
Did you plan to leave me?
To rip my heart out and throw it away like nothing.
I gave up my life for you. I spent every day with you.
And you can leave me just like that?
***** the kids. I wanted you.
But you chose her over any of us.
Thanks for that.
Sincerely,
Me.
Jun 28, 2016
Jun 28, 2016 at 12:48 PM UTC
Sometimes I just saturate
In my fossil fuel of hate
Right now the fuel contains a concentration of you
Sometimes I just want jaws lined up to punch right through
But I also hate that I shouldn't be mad at you
You did the same thing I would do
-Even was about to too-
You lied,
I lied
You cheated,
I cheated
-all In that order.-
I told you so many times
Your heart did a crime
You should have remembered to tell the truth so you'd get clocked for less time
I may be a hypocrite for saying some of those things
But you made it clear you'd **** yourself if I didn't do anything
What power has the internet fling?
I didn't have time
Your life on the line,
I cared enough to try.
I didn't want you to die.
And sometimes I felt how hard you cried
The guilt inside,
It pried you away enough to look for a better bride
I still think it's amazing I haven't cried since
Doing everything to my heart and my head to trick and convince
And don't ever forget, I once wished with all my heart you were my Prince
Oct 13, 2015
Oct 13, 2015 at 6:03 PM UTC
Absurd it is indeed
Brought together by life's tide
Husband and wife pronounced
We sleep entwined,
Yet our dreams disarrayed
Also by diplomacy masked
Our rancour,
We get out of bed four!
Aug 27, 2015
Aug 27, 2015 at 8:37 AM UTC