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20-10
More numbers, more days
More slumbers more haze
More reasons to cope
More seasons to hope
As we all act our our plays
Awaiting the big boom
Ponificating doom
Reeling reasons to rejoice
Caught in constant choice
Roaming room to rome
Yearning for our youth
Content to vent the truth
The year turns new again
We set out on 21-10
Stalled still seeking voice
More dryness and less moist
On Volcanoes
They were here before time
And throughout history
Lava land that climbs out from
Far below the great green sea
Natures wonderful construction
Part creation part destruction
They crash or crumble clout
Grumbling deep and long
Some softly creeping out
Some in thunderous song
Crashing forests down
Toppled trees like toothpicks spilled
Erasing whole entire towns
Thousands of living were lost or killed
So why would on earth become
A volcanologist
Must be a lava love for some
Not just a trifle trist
They face the fire and watch it burn
All just so they can live and learn
They seek to see what there is to see
Rich lives whose end may be abrupt
They watch these wonders come to be
Mountains that hiss, explode and erupt
Volcanologists see volcanoes everyday
Me, I'm quite content to watch from far away
December 19th, 2009
The More I Listen
The more I listen the more I hear
It does not come as a surprise
Stopping, stilling, seeing clear
I see more with ears than eyes
Draped in autumn's camouflage
I soak up the wonder of this season
Seek ceasing self wrought sabotage
Regardless of the reason
Imagine this world at peace and free
Seeking spirit's growth I see
That when I release that which I fear
The more I listen the more I hear
November 10, 2009
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