Sunrise Tortoise - Poetry of Lawrence E. Keith

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Dream Fragment 19, 1995 - Second Edition NOW Available
Collected - New, a collection of all of the poems in one book - Available January 2013.

Through Pisces to Aquarius I

                  I
We began by innocently
Throwing stones and brandishing clubs.
Arrows, spears and slings for the hunt
Soon become swords and catapults;
Armor, moats and castles surround
A fearfully huddled people
That quickly develop methods
To raise levels of violence.
Revenge.  Many lives for a life
Accelerates the race toward death.
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Dream Fragment 19, 1995 - Second Edition NOW Available
Collected - New, a collection of all of the poems in one book - Available January 2013.

The Prophetic Wind

Children of the Barbarian:
Your days may seem without number,
But can be counted nonetheless.
By worshipping gods of progress
Your essence has been forsaken.
When this Truth is comprehended
The sudden, outraged reaction
Will not halt the polluted flow
Of your futureless future dream.
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Paths, 1978 - Second Edition NOW Available.
Collected - New, a collection of all of the poems in one book - Available January 2013.

Paths I, xi

Once beyond the cyclic madness
   We view the pinnacle ahead,
   Giving thanks for not being listed
   Today among the living dead,
Or those falling in their gladness
   To the games of the charlatan.
      Embody the ever eternal flame
      Uncoiling the torn and twisted
      Ways, for which there is only blame.
   Interpret the Divine Musician
Playing chords that brighten sadness
   And be the Good Samaritan
   In which grows the Natural Man.

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“Cherish each moment”

Cherish each moment
In the presence of petals
Unfolding rose red

Love patiently residing
At the Center of Being

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METAMORPHOSIS, 1989 - Second Edition NOW Available.
Collected - New, a collection of all of the poems in one book - Available January 2013.

Greetings

At last!  Blue sky on the horizon,
Or is it another approaching storm?
It’s getting harder and harder to tell.
        Is that snow drifting,
        Or cherry blossoms carried
        In the wind of life’s passing?
And who really knows if it’s winter,
        Spring, summer or fall?

All substance seems forever lost
In these short notes seldom written;
        And once more, out of touch,
        Lost in, or out of time,
This reflection takes a deep breath
And gathers the strength to continue
Its purgatorial existence
As merely a shadow of itself.

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Hunting for Answers to Autumnal Questions
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Within your sights is Life,
Breathing.  
       Can it be seen?
Can this miracle be felt
In a heart beating fast,
Or a breath being held?
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Paths, 1978 - Second Edition NOW Available.
Collected - New, a collection of all of the poems in one book - Available January 2013.
Paths II, ii
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The differences appear
To dismember oneness,
And soon all worth is Me,
The love of our neighbor
Degenerates to greed
And hateful jealousy.

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10 to 17 February Afternoons, 1977 - Second Edition NOW Available.
Collected - New, a collection of all of the poems in one book - Available January 2013.
Ethereal Love
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Wherever I go,
It remains so. . .
    At my side
    You walk,
    In my mind
    We talk.
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10 to 17 February Afternoons, 1977 - Second Edition NOW Available.
Collected - New, a collection of all of the poems in one book - Available January 2013.
“The history we hold so dear”
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The history we hold so dear
Study and dwell on is
Rubbish quite clear
    And deserves that end.

If we cannot learn
From its sad tale
We might as well burn
In our hell, or
Set Noah’s sail.
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