Nephrite Jade

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First Day of Autumn

It's nice to feel an air conditioned day, 

Nature's changing thermostat 

set just where I like. 

Leaves on the trees disagree:

some are red with anger 

that Mother Nature turned off the heat,

some are yellow with fear 

for the coming chill of winter,

and some have fainted dead away, 

lying on the ground.


(9/22/16 JM)

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All the World is an Asana



A petal on a flower practices her yoga.
in a body no longer strong and agile,
her favorite posture being dormancy.
Her light, imprisoned in rigid form,
craves a change of asana.

Maples awaken in the distance with swaying red buds,
birds and bugs fly and wiggle,
stream currents flow,
moving beings in their unique
flowing, growing, flying and wiggling asanas.

Rocks still and sturdy in unperturbed posture,
the sun in fiery, shining Warrior Stance
and the moon in golden Silent Savasana,
pose, gazing at us, dreaming that all the world
has moved into the asana of loving.

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Packaged Brightly

Ladies and gentlemen of the jury

what else do you need to know?

How they've fleeced your bloodline.

Gutted your sons and defaced

your angel daughters.


How they put the planet

up for sale. Sky brown. Dead Sea.

Cut down mountains to get their goods

to a new market now that yours is

dark and shuttered.


How you always owe them something

even if they've claimed

each extremity. One by one.

Lopped off and

thrown in a hole


leading to

the process machines

that break the shit down

into dinner. Packaged brightly

w/lots of salt. And sugar.

And booze. 18% by volume.


How we dance on our last leg

the latest gyration. The newest dodge

and hustle. And I wish I had a hacksaw

to cut the shin away.

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Letter Home

     

Letter Home


Some Civil War guy

in 1863 wrote:


Martha, I have seen

the dog

'n pony

show

and I

can't watch

no more.


Me neither.

I know

the feeling.

Especially

blue

vs.

gray.

I know

the blood

don't matter.

The air

is out

of the

balloon.


You can call

customer service.

But I doubt

they answer

the phone.

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blue fan whirring

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Robert Mil...

Robert Milby, of Florida, NY is Calling All Poets' Secretary, A co-host, and recruiter. He has been reading his work in public since early 1995.
He has supported and read with CAPs since the series first reading in March, 1999 with Founder, Jim Eve.
Milby has 2 books, 6 chapbooks published since 1998, 2 books since 2007, and two cds of his poems since 2004.
He hosts 4 other poetry readings in the Hudson Valley, including the 3rd Saturdays poetry series at Mudd Puddle Cafe, down Main Street in New Paltz from The Roost.
Each October, since 2003, Milby and HV Performance Artist Carl Welden, who plays Theremin, haunt the Hudson Valley as Theremin Ghosts! an unusual poetry and sound performance.

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Live @ Tract 187, West End Lounge, 9/13/16

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Family Ties

Dysfunctional families splinter

and members go their own way.

The distance between them immeasurable.

Children have a love hate relationship

with their parents and each other.

Time goes by, parents die

and the siblings gather to say their goodbyes,

but never come together

or quench their thirst of longing...

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