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All six titles plus The Collected Poetry are now available.
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Ground Hog Day Reading
POETIC LICENSE A Reading By Lawrence E. Keith From his two new books FIVE & THE ONE And Selections from The Collected Poetry 1969-2012 Groundhog Day February 2, 2103 7 P.M. ◦ The Gardenia Center 4th & Church ◦ Sandpoint
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All Titles Available
All six individual books and The Collected Poetry 1969-2012 are now available through this website or at Amazon.com
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A Time of Opportunity
When Rest is found at the center Of an encircling Sphere of Light I know the I AM THAT I AM And become weightless and timeless Slowly coming into alignment Between the core of the planet And the center of … Continue reading
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The Stage of Life
THE STAGE OF LIFE Emerging Through a crack in the mask Is Life’s full potential Striving to break through Beyond a persona Wandering in shadows To ultimately become The One that I AM When finally knowing I AM One With … Continue reading
“Loons softly paddling”
Loons softly paddling Under a mostly full moon Begin mimicking The boisterous blathering Of the inebriated
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“The chilling vision”
The chilling vision Shows seasons turned up side down And peace into war If the voters authorize The current coup d’etat
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“The pendulum swings”
The pendulum swings Life to death to life to death Over and over Until one becomes the stillness At the center of the wheel
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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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“When the True Self Hears”
When your True Self Hears The Universal One Speak The Language of Light You will Fully Comprehend Rhythmic Balanced Interchange
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“I Am That I Am”
I Am That I Am Preceded the Fall of Man And will always Be The fulcrum of existence To project identity
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“The tree in the seed”
The tree in the seed Knows its full maturity As our Cosmic Self Knows its Immortality In the zero of silence
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“Relationships change”
Relationships change Between student and teacher When autumn transforms Green to gold departing leaves Feeding the earth Becoming
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“The lone house watches”
The lone house watches Summer residents depart The October chill Awaiting winter solstice And hibernating Nature
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“The black walnut tree”
The black walnut tree Stands in majestic silence Awaiting winter Knowing that the falling leaves Protect its fallen seed fruit
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“Fireflies at twilight”
Fireflies at twilight Illumine the Blue Ridge Christ As it catches leaves Blown from the disrobing trees On winds of changing season
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“Insects and birds sing”
Insects and birds sing An autumnal opera On Afton Mountain Passionate in the moment With no thought for tomorrow
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“Nasturtiums slow dance”
Nasturtiums slow dance In the soft summer breezes To Nature’s rhythms Pulsing through the Milky Way And stones on the garden path
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“From Monticello”
From Monticello Is heard Jefferson singing His song of Freedom Calling for revolution By expanding Consciousness
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“Clear Easter morning”
Clear Easter morning Fresh snow on the mountaintop Difficult ascent
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Epiphany on the Palouse – F. The Solicitation
The SPDP membership Drive by shouting is requesting Your generous contributions To begin staff planning meetings For the next Fall Semester.
Epiphany on the Palouse – E. Education
While doing research for my new book, THE METEORIC RISE OF THE THIRD RIGHT SANS GRAVITY, Subtitled, “The Magma Farta Of the Third Millennium,” I had to acknowledge that Rush Must be right: Millions and millions Of lemmings can’t all … Continue reading
Epiphany on the Palouse – D. A Diagram
The Birth of NonPoetry Ultimately brought Balance To the world of literature. NonPoetry Non Fiction Walla Fiction Poetry
Epiphany on the Palouse – C. The Oath
I promise to solemnly wear The Joe Friday Only the Facts Badge number seven fourteen, With mirror, as a reminder Of when Mussolini Jones read From the Temple balcony: Discovering that Poet & Audience Were not only One, But the … Continue reading
Epiphany on the Palouse – B. The Plea
Therefore, I petition the bored; Referring to section seven, First Amendment to the Second Law of Diminishing Audience To become a standing member Or one sitting within sight of The Society for The Prevention of Disabled Poets.
Epiphany on the Palouse – A. Testimonial
The road to disability began When Mensa disallowed my score Of one hundred and ninety seven; Discovering the redundant Rhyme scheme answers: A BAD CEED CA B On major sections of the nineteen Sixty seven IQ exam.
Alphabet Parade
Amber arguments ask answers Before blue bereaving berets Can change certain colored candles Dripping down diners delivering Exotic erotic earthly eggrolls For foreign film fanatics Growing gangrenous garden grapes Heavenly helping homemakers Identify icy islands
Hippo Rock
Another wave washes The Hippo clean Of perching shore birds Overhead the seasonal wave Of migrating ducks and geese Struggle to reorganize Their disintegrating formations In the erratic April breezes
Hunting for Answers to Autumnal Questions
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?
Nines
In the dark We arrive At the west end Of the continent Of the millennium To the outflowing tide Throw passport throw bankbook Excrete Vomit Emote
FrogSong
My sleeping soul Awakened with a smile When a Frog sang Memory Of its unique music Echoed through the rain And endless cloudy days To many years past Youth Innocence The world’s and mine
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New Year’s Eve – EvenSong
EvenSong Celebration Contemplation Transitions flame bonfire Visions pastPresentfuture Overhead South and West converge Folding clouds at right angles To screen the moon Light Increases shadows depth Clarity penetrates midnight Calmly birthing Unease —December 31, 1995 Continue to “Dream Fragment 33”
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New Year’s Eve – SwanSong
SwanSong Out of the grey sky lake The six joined by two Appear near the islands Flying Not ducks not geese Eight Winging in a line Tip to wingtip at eye level Contact with one Recognition Then connection with the … Continue reading
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July Morning
Through the pink falling rain The illusive catbird Clearly calls me by name Hanging from folded clouds Rainbow fragments Vanish Reappear Then lengthen and double Brushstroking The reflected mountains To leave the lake awash In kaleidoscopic color
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Pear Blossoms
A chickadee messenger warns Of grosbeaks waiting by the feeder In a hypothermic daze. Late April. Wind, rain, sleet and hail Hasten the daffodils demise. Now, tulips are reluctant, Oriental poppies terrified. With seed and wood in short supply I … Continue reading
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Listening Point
Pend d’Oreille, remember the time Before time when in the womb Of your mother Lake Missoula You heard her tell of the upheaval That violently birthed these mountains; When horizontal layers of rock Instantly pitched to angles That today disorient … Continue reading
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At Home in Hope
Inside a dream Images and faces Melt into Oneness Sunrise touches the lake Shadows disappear The mountains admire Their own reflection While nasturtiums slow dance To silent and soft breezes
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Prairie Cleansing
Angers away Eastward Floating Heavy cluttered mind Baggage cast aside Lakes mountains trees Gone Forgotten Blind traveling folded Into Saskatchewan sun Rising over fence lines Touching blue domed sky
The Mirror
Leaping Blindly falling Inside darkness Floating Fear consumes And finally subsides As time slows toward stop
For Brenda
Poetry Is the fragrance Of each moment Inhaled During each life Exhaled Toward a future Envisioned Now
Greetings, My Friend
Today This hand Reached out You withdrew Unwilling To stretch your hand Across the chasm Of time and change Widening
A Prodigal Poet’s Plea
O Muse, are you here? I traveled Many miles to you. On bended Knees I beg forgiveness. No more Phone calls or letters written. No Distance between us. Together We can quickly cross frozen ground And safely return to our … Continue reading
Anticipation
During countless days and sleepless nights I await the news that will announce The arrival of the unrevealed To a confused civilization In need of a New Direction and Purpose For weeks its Presence has been felt On the wind … Continue reading
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An Infant’s Passing
The pain. The agony. . . Of watching each leaf shrivel and die, Falling at times in twos and threes. The horror. . . Of seeing termites and insects Rushing to feast on their prey, That was once, twice, thrice … Continue reading
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“The Heavens appear”
The Heavens appear As the cloud cover dissipates. Full Moon Rising in the valley Of mountain peaks. Light— Reflecting on calm river. Fog forms veils On the valley floor— Eerily midnight approaches; April Full Moon.
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Ethereal Love
Wherever I go, It remains so. . . At my side You walk, In my mind We talk.
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“Today a feeling has possessed me”
Today a feeling has possessed me Of Life and a Love For Man and Nature. A calm understanding grows In a body Which a disturbed restlessness Once called home.
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“The Creative Castle contains”
The creative castle contains Uncountable passageways Leading to hallways And unopened doors. A random selection Has been the key.
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“Unable for so long to smile”
Unable for so long to smile— Tense facial muscles ache, Yes one’s heart has grown Three fold. The body relaxes From previously unthinkable And unknown tensions.
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“Poetry is flowing today”
Poetry is flowing today; Thoughts of John Keats Not so far away— Neither in his verse Nor of his time, But writing only to release Others so they may find A smile on their lips And no fear in the … Continue reading
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“It is now winter”
It is now winter; The end— The beginning— And an avalanche of thought For everyone.
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“Help is coming”
Help is coming— It is in your mind If you stop your games And find the time. And if you look You still can see Your non-existence Must cease to be.
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Candlelight (For Aldous Huxley)
Its flame is a unifying force, Illuminating the once dark, Giving dimension to technopomorphic entities, Bringing light and undulating shadows To once bleak walls. It opens your eyes for you see, It is your heart and soul, For you feel … Continue reading
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“White caps appear between the grey”
White caps appear between the grey Of the free and angry sea, As I stand with hands pocket deep Tasting the salt spray on my lips. Wind blown tresses cover my face. Whisking them away I feel the flame of … Continue reading
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“Living life”
Living life In a dream of oneness for all. We touch with our heart While feeling with our soul, For we are together On the cold and long road Of our dreams.
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“We become strangers to each other”
We become strangers to each other And also to our selves. Our paths have strayed Although we are together. Friendly bonds grow To become what they will. A painful re-acquaintance is undertaken, For we stand at the crossroads— Of love?
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“A stranger walked into town”
A stranger walked into town, A dog at his side And pack on his back. He inquired of the townsfolk, Receiving only cold long stares And no reply, For no one could look This man directly in the eye.
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“We have passed this way before”
We have passed this way before On our journey to the lake. We have seen the rapids, The falls and the pools Of life, Of Man, Yet we continue our trek For the cycle Never ends.
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“I want to taste your love”
I want to taste your love As together we become one In the warmth and security Of each other’s arms and bodies. While two days will be eternal to us We shall experience all in total. All will end, but … Continue reading
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“Tomorrow – a new day”
Tomorrow—a new day To be dealt with as we will. A new life’s door is before us, Yet we open yesterdoor Without thought In the habit of our ways.
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“Leaving our footprints”
Leaving our footprints In the sands of time We walk till sunset Your hand in mine.
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“We hold the key”
We hold the key To see the light Of our past failures, Yet we stumble through the darkness Of daylight Without noticing Our shortcomings.
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Autumn
I sit with autumn Entering the prairie, While spring is Eternally reborn. A tear momentarily Distorts perspective For departure Looms on the horizon.
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