Just watching this will be more exercise than you get in a week.
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After scanning its face again and again,
I began to scale it, picking my holds
With intense caution. About half-way
To the top, I was suddenly brought to
A dead stop, with arms outspread
Clinging close to the face of the rock
Unable to move hand or foot
Either up or down. My doom
Appeared fixed. I MUST fall.
There would be a moment of
Bewilderment, and then,
A lifeless rumble down the cliff
To the glacier below.
My mind seemed to fill with a
Stifling smoke. This terrible eclipse
Lasted only a moment, when life blazed
Forth again with preternatural clearness.
I seemed suddenly to become possessed
Of a new sense. My trembling muscles
Became firm again, every rift and flaw in
The rock was seen as through a microscope,
My limbs moved with a positiveness and precision
With which I seemed to have
Nothing at all to do.
My head knocks against the stars.
My feet are on the hilltops.
My finger-tips are in the valleys and shores of
universal life.
Down in the sounding foam of primal things I
reach my hands and play with pebbles of
destiny.
I have been to hell and back many times.
I know all about heaven, for I have talked with God.
I dabble in the blood and guts of the terrible.
I know the passionate seizure of beauty
And the marvelous rebellion of man at all signs
reading “Keep Off.”
My name is Truth and I am the most elusive captive
in the universe.
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Sugar infused Fruity Pebbles’ll keepya goin’ all day long.
But … It’s a ‘Dream’. … She is at home ‘remote learning’. … And, if not – WHERE’S the MASK ?
Hi Gerard,
This is not related to the above. I’ve been thinking you should
participate in this contest. Not a huge prize but better than nothing.
https://classicalpoets.org/category/poetry-contests/
Good luck!
Ery’bady steady be dancing’. Next…..!
Cute kid. Interesting interaction there with the Dirty White Man.
And the step counter bit — ten thousand steps is a hoax (what isn’t?) via NYPost ” … the origin of the 10,000-steps-a-day prescription. That bit of wisdom didn’t come from an exercise science lab, Lee learned. Rather, that figure was plucked from a Japanese marketing campaign from the 1960s hawking an early incarnation of the pedometer.” https://nypost.com/2019/06/03/sorry-fitness-fanatics-your-10000-step-goal-is-bogus/
Made it to 0:35. I can experience dancing diversity and gawd-awful “music” with TV commercials.