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The Librarian

6/25/2017

When I don't post pretty pictures
are my words enticing enough
can I give you a rush of emotion
without flowers and pets and stuff

Must there be visually rare apparitions
eye candy enticements galore
to strategically attract your attention
with writing a mere underscore

Please let me be the Librarian
wearing glasses and skirt below knee
that beauty of hidden enchantment
thinking men all long to see

May my writing draw you in deeply
as she does with come hither eyes
when glasses are slowly lowered
revealing exquisite prize

Within those perfect blue green pools
resides a world unknown
memories of dreams fulfilled
of purple skies we've flown

Never would I guess this joy
this camouflaged delight
hidden there before me
an unassuming sight

Had she thrown the glasses from her head
loosed her tightened hair
hiked her skirt above her knees
transfixed me with a stare

Would I still discover perfect pools
guarding secrets kept within
or be frozen by the photograph
sidetracked once again

Please let me be the Librarian
secrets contained in my words
glance at the photo shopped vixens
but enter and let me be heard

If you seek fulfillment in every way
I insist on being Contrarian
visions of life are not captured on film
they reside within the Librarian

Facker
June 25, 2017

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Parisian Parrot

6/8/2017

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In a million years I would never have expected to see a beautiful green parrot, perched for my viewing pleasure on an enormous cherry tree just outside the window, south of Versailles. In fact, had he not moved at the precise moment I glanced outside, I would not have seen him. His plumage was undetectable camouflage within the fruit laden tree. His colors were a perfect match, as was his size .. wings nearly duplicating the surrounding leaves.

I naturally assumed him to be an escapee, or possibly the unfortunate recipient of negligent caretakers .. those who not only chose to imprison him, but then cast him out to fend for himself when the situation no longer suited their wants or needs.

Whatever the circumstance of his appearance, he brightened my life for two full weeks as he enjoyed the sweet cherries which seemed to be ripening incrementally for his dining pleasure. He was joined one day by another with exactly the same coloring and size. I don't know if they were brother and sister, brother and brother, sister and sister, or two fortunate lovers who had c0me together in the most unlikely of places .. but it was a beautiful sight to this voyeur.

It was the month of May. Temperatures were perfectly warm. Temperatures were parrot friendly. I began to wonder about the past few months, or the coming winter months following this period of parrot compatible weather. What would become of this beautiful creature? Would he be capable of surviving the cold? Would he seek shelter and compassion from the surrounding multitude of human inhabitants .. would they respond?

For two weeks I looked forward to the presence of the friendly flying apparition outside that window. For two weeks he and I gazed into one another's eyes as he feasted just feet from me. For two weeks I contemplated his future .. his past. Here he was, obviously in a strange place .. in an environment which may or may not be friendly to him. For two weeks he added something new to my life experience .. a gift I was fortunate to receive .. a break from the normal experience I've enjoyed for the last thirty years visiting France. For two weeks he enhanced that place and provided me new insight. He gave to me, simply by his presence, by his uniqueness .. his difference.

Today, just a couple of weeks later, I realized why that fantastic bird appeared outside my window. He was a gift. He was the catalyst and further inspiration for my personal growth ... for my necessary understanding and acceptance of all men, women, and children. He was a teacher to this man .. gifting me with the message of compassion for all humanity. Today I understand what the beautiful soul outside my window represented. I happily recognize and name him ...

"Immigrant"

... and I wish him sustenance and love

from Kauai to Paris .. and all places between

Facker
June 10, 2017

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Simple Man

6/1/2017

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I'm a simple man
I watch the flowers grow
the brilliant sunset splendor
pure mountain waters flow

I'm a simple man
a bird song pleases me
the joy of newborn animals
a precious sight to see

I'm a simple man
watching children play
splashing in the waters
of oceans clear .. today

Please, please tell me
tell this simple man
what is more important
than life .. if you can

Is wealth so damned enriching
that breathing can't compare
I beg you, as a simple man,
hear your heart .. save our air

from Kauai to Paris .. and all places between

Facker
June 1, 2017

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Simple Kiss

5/19/2017

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One more time I have gone to and returned from la belle France. One more time I have enacted many of the routines I've enacted for thirty years past. But this time was unique .. this time included an epiphany of major consequence to my psyche .. to my spiritual self .. to my core life process. This time, the question to ponder shone through the haze of uncertainty with forcefulness I could not, and cannot, ignore. As always, the simplicity of higher thinking leaves me smiling, shaking my head in wonder, and questioning why I didn't grasp and understand the concept sooner. Such is higher learning .. growth spurts come suddenly, with clarity which begs the question "Why in the world didn't I previously understand?". There is no room nor time for regretting my past lack of knowledge, so I sit here smiling .. enjoying the gift at this very moment .. in the present .. not concerned with what has passed or what the future holds. I trust today's actions will be directly reflected in tomorrow's reality. Therefore, I live today in happiness and positivity, with firm belief my future will be forged by the affirmative base of "now" living.

I have "known" the message conveyed above for many years .. the epiphany, the gift I was just blessed with in Paris is knowledge of how to be in the moment. How to not let past negativity deform or influence present happiness. How to trust present action will lay a positive foundation for future happiness.

This bit of knowledge could have come at any time in any place, but for me it came while I was in my most cherished of all places .. Paris. Not Paris of the Eiffel Tower, nor Paris of the Seine, nor sidewalk cafe's, nor any other cliché's .. but the Paris which has forever swirled through my being via sounds and aromas and ethereal history like no other space I've ever experienced.

Dear Readers .. I wish you happiness now .. I wish you love and passion and wonder as we gently traverse this incredible experience we share ... this Life

Beautiful City
you've kissed me
awakened my passion for life

No other can be you
cradled within my heart
protected by my overwhelming desire

I have loved you forever
since the first stone
of your first structure

Today my undying love
was rewarded
by your simple kiss

As long as my heart beats
we shall be connected
no matter where my body resides ...

from Kauai to Paris ... and all places between

Facker
May 29, 2017

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Then the Tears Came

5/17/2017

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My mirror spoke clearly
as eyes locked on eyes ..
Stark truth exploded
facts not disguised.

Finally that moment
self realized ..
Jolted - Awakened
by deep primal cries.

Questions of destiny
answered at last ..
No more surmising
future or past.

Path defined
awaiting my feet
Exercise courage
mistakes don't repeat.

Angst for life wasted
weakened the flame ..
then the tears came
then the tears came

Facker
May 18, 2017

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Incredible Wild Flowers

5/8/2017

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The following thoughts are written for you .. in fervent hope you might experience the energy, gratification, depth of emotion, and exhilaration I feel while writing from my room in the south of Paris this morning.

This month of May marks my thirtieth year of travel to la belle France. The wonder of this place resides comfortably within my consciousness .. permeating my existence on a daily basis. No matter where I may be or what the circumstances of my life are at that moment, France is part of me .. a very real and necessary portion of my humanity.

I write for you, a giving message from this place which captivates, nurtures, and stimulates my higher self.

I write for you, in hope you might find your Paris .. that place which resides within .. that ancient "Keeper" of your divine gifts .. of your core essence.

I write for you, confident you also have a unique connection to your particular place, which enriches and facilitates your creative nature.

I write for you, because I want to look into your eyes one day and share tears of joy, common to kindred spirits who realize, accept, and live the passion instilled within.

I write for you, hoping your path may have a particular place which acts as your muse, your stimulator, your facilitator of wondrous ancient memories.

Your unique gift is within.

Your gift is accessible from anyplace.

However ..

I write for you .. hopeful your "anyplace" is enhanced by a "special place"..
a place where you too will enjoy this feeling I enjoy while writing for you ..

that place where our spirits become Incredible Wild Flowers ..

from Kauai to Paris ... and all places between

Facker
May 13, 2017

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The Winner

5/4/2017

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The battle rages ..
word arrows flung ..
violence in the streets.

Humanity ages ..
now covered in dung ..
as pride and greed repeats.

Enhanced technology ..
entranced videology ..
mesmerized fools we are.

Insert nose in ass
of the one in front ..
as they guide us from afar.

One would think we learn ..
from history discern ..
power is nasty delusion.

The winner is clear ..
neither there nor here ..
but within .. transcending confusion.

from Kauai to Paris ... and all places between

Facker
May 4, 2017

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Morning

4/27/2017

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Perfectly still ..
soft and inviting ..
quiet quiet peace.

Calling us ..
"Come out, escape ..
leave behind that electrical hum".

Bathed in surrealistic light ..
everything wondrous ..
real, natural, undeniable.

Total silence ..
brief opportunity ..
simply existing out there.

Birds begin signing ..
sun accelerates ..
noise returns .. damn, I missed it.

It is gone ..
vanished tiny bit of perfection ..
ethereal precursor to another blazing day.

Tomorrow I vow ..
rise early - gain free admission ..
natures brief and grandest show.

Truth awaits at dawn ..
gentle, powerful, clear, glorious ..
Morning.

Facker
April 27, 2017

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Happy

4/20/2017

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Baby cat resides on the couch ..
totally at peace ..
happy.

Her energy spent ..
to catch that mouse ..
to eat.

Spikey plant resides on the limb ..
totally at peace ..
happy.

Absorbing the sun ..
preparing a feast ..
not for him .. for others.

Both content ..
both relaxed ..
both mindlessly blissful.

Human thinks and strives to "be" ..
to achieve ..
amass more than needed.

Proudly flaunting our gift of reason ..
calm ignored ..
Nature not heeded.

Frantic mind construction ..
falsely measured growth ..
declaring "we are superior"

Intellect abused ..
greed constantly used ..
to steal and guard and be in arrear.

No couch nor limb ..
will cradle them ..
Happy there has died.

I dream to awaken ..
hear the perfect sound ..
of silence.

I dream to be happy ..
feeling ultimate joy ..
as "life music" soothes my soul.

Baby and Spikey ..
I watch you today ..
teachers I've not before heeded.

Ego be gone ..
intellect too ..
I realize your lessons are needed.

to be ..

Happy

Facker
April 20, 2017

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Perfectly Erratic

4/14/2017

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Mind swirling ..
thoughts twirling ..
torment beyond reach.

Go, this way ..
no, that way ..
beg sweet relief.

Tortured indecision ..
synapses raw ..
physio-electro abuse.

Hands to the sky ..
I question "why" ..
life is damned obtuse.

Pacing the floor ..
exit the door ..
heed Nature's soulful call.

Answers again ..
borne by wind ..
greet my weary soul.

Colors swirling ..
petals twirling ..
twisted prophets of The Plan.

Perfectly erratic ..
leaving me ecstatic ..
to be this imbalanced man.

Facker
April 14, 2017