SUMMER MEMORIES IN VERSE

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Salutations From Obi Wan Can'obi Layke Pahrk, Master 'o' da Farce,

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Good Times Memories.

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Forget all you know or think you know about 21st Century Poetry, 

 it is not your Great Grandparents Poetry, 

 it is not your Grandparent's Poetry, 

 it is not your Parent's Poetry,

 it is 21st Century Poetry,

it is your poetry,

an evolution,

revolution

in verse; 

 see,

21st Century Poets are doing new things,

the old has fallen away. 

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Transitions

"Do not try and bend the spoon.

That's impossible.

Instead,

only try to realize the truth... 

there is no spoon.

Then you'll see that it is not the spoon that bends,

it is only yourself." 

Potential, The Matrix

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 Welcome to, Salutations from, Obi Wan Can'obie Layke Park Google Blog,

an online magazine published weekly, broadcasting

Positive Waves, Good Vibes, Honesty & Truth

across the virtual multiverse,

sharing poultry & photos chock full of sunshine and lollipops and...

meditation focal point

"Sunshine

On my shoulders makes me happy
Sunshine in my eyes
Can make me cry
Sunshine on the water
Looks so lovely
Sunshine
Almost always makes me high..."

Sunshine on my shoulders

(c: 1971)

John Denver, Singer, Songwriter

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I LIVE IN A COUNTRY OF MY OWN MAKING

20th CENTURY POETRY

EXCERPTS FROM

TRAVELING BACKPACK JOURNAL

August 2 & 3, 1991

(a virtual live poetry recitation)

MOTORCYCLING TO WOLFBORO, NH

Riding the bike at dusk

is an exhilarating experience

cruising through wooded and populated areas

houses and trees whiz by.

Of course, at dusk, the bugs and birds come out to feed

and you never hit a flock of birds,

but flocks of bugs are unavaoidable

big ones

small ones

all types.

One night

while out cruising

I went through many bug flocks;

when I stopped for gas

I took off my glasses and looked at them,

flattened on the glass were tiny, little bugs

of all different pastel colours,

delicate and dainty, rainbow shimmering,

I thought,

"How pretty."

but upon closer examination

I saw that they were...

faireys.

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WHILE BEAUTIFUL

While watching Liza

in Winnipasaukee

she became the Venus Dimilo

as she rose up from the lake

the crystal clear water gently lapping at her legs,

she stood there shimmering in the spotlight

droplets running down her arms

and dripping off her fingers

making ripples on the calm lakes surface...

Naked,

could she be any more beautiful -

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DR. GIDION FELL ON HAND

Reading poetry to the ducks as they waddle

and peck at the ground around me,

they don't seem to mind

the unasked for prose;

the waves lapping against the shore

is the perfect accompniment to the verse

and the wind in the branches

seems to whisper along, too.

The ducks swim off,

but I continue to read,

trapped in English Verse,

and taken far away from the lake...

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Summertime Parting Shots

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Thank you, Thank you, Thank you very much, 

 Your own, personal, Master 'o' da Farce,

Obi Wan Can'obi Layke Pahrk

blast from the past photo at,

Coffee & Cotton

Mill 5, Lowtown, MA

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