tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82871294611013159402024-03-18T21:51:58.923-07:00Alois Saint-Martins EquinoxAlois Saint-Martin on Society and Kulture Alois Saint-Martinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04004011333440910750noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8287129461101315940.post-85242815617711835952017-02-13T23:35:00.001-08:002017-11-28T00:32:40.778-08:002/13/17<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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The Light Bringer<o:p></o:p></div>
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After the Chinese Lantern Festival<o:p></o:p></div>
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came the bright eerie star<o:p></o:p></div>
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on the southwestern horizon<o:p></o:p></div>
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An Omen<o:p></o:p></div>
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through the empty windswept windows<o:p></o:p></div>
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of the old haunted house<o:p></o:p></div>
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A little spice<o:p></o:p></div>
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The Sand Fire<br />
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7/25<o:p></o:p></div>
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The Blood Orange Sunset<o:p></o:p></div>
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through the falling ash<o:p></o:p></div>
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In the Morning<o:p></o:p></div>
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a clear blue sky<o:p></o:p></div>
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In the Dead Zone<o:p></o:p></div>
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the embers burn silently on<o:p></o:p></div>
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like some passageway<o:p></o:p></div>
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into Hell<o:p></o:p></div>
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Alois Saint-Martinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04004011333440910750noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8287129461101315940.post-79781134120737642552016-01-04T17:41:00.002-08:002017-11-28T00:35:37.329-08:00Persuasion and Force<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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The Sun scorches the leaves of the Oak<br />
a dry reddish brown<br />
in September<br />
amid the wicked spectre<br />
of the long drought<br />
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But the cynical old oak, does not shed his leaves<br />
But waits, for the bitter passing sprinkles<br />
of a frail mid winter storm<br />
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Alois Saint-Martinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04004011333440910750noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8287129461101315940.post-23583810651944368002014-12-15T18:17:00.001-08:002017-11-28T00:39:03.087-08:00A Christmas Carol<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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A Christmas Carol<br />
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The Great Dragon<br />
walks in the Park<br />
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In the early dark<br />
of the December night<br />
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Between the glowing Santa`s Sleigh<br />
and the young couples<br />
huddled round the Nativity.<br />
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Glory to God in the Highest<br />
And Peace on Earth<br />
To all men of goodwill<br />
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But to the Great Horned Owl<br />
perched in all his worldly wisdom<br />
upon the threshold of the stars<br />
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And the wary little mouse<br />
darting about in the gleanings of the neighborhood pumpkin patch<br />
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Is it Christmas<br />
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And the equestrian Constable<br />
in a rare<br />
Evening watch<br />
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The shy vagrant<br />
who hides a bottle<br />
from the streetlamp<br />
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The lonely and afraid commuter<br />
wary of false hopes<br />
and the high price of holiday tangerines<br />
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For even the darkness of Space<br />
has Laws<br />
and Mao Zedong<br />
Courts<br />
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Christmas proves Man can be good<br />
If only for a day<br />
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A couple of weeks<br />
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Until Fat Tuesday ?<br />
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And the Great Dragon<br />
came alight<br />
like a Four Story tall Christmas Tree.<br />
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Alois Saint-Martinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04004011333440910750noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8287129461101315940.post-55698724320155133582014-09-23T16:36:00.001-07:002017-11-28T00:41:33.628-08:00Rich Men Can`t Limbo<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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On the Allied Coalition against The Islamic State of The Levant in Iraq and Syria.<br />
Or White Men Can`t Limbo<br />
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Alas, The World proved too big for even Alexander.<br />
Who was sent by Osiris<br />
to dwell in lands, beyond the Black Sea.<br />
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Certainly the medicinal benefits of Opium<br />
would have reached Gravenstein Palace<br />
in due time;<br />
But the thought of being Shown Up by the Portuguese,<br />
was simply too much.<br />
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So our Fearless Leader<br />
Who`s job it is, to conjure<br />
Manifest Destiny,<br />
into Joy To The World<br />
and Peace On Earth<br />
To All Men Of Good Will.<br />
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So we don`t argue<br />
Religion<br />
or Politics<br />
over Thanksgiving Dinner,<br />
And the Issues<br />
and Concerns<br />
That beset Humanity;<br />
Are settled with same hypocrisy<br />
of Ethics,<br />
As these<br />
Despots.<br />
these Dictators,<br />
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Themselves.<br />
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Alois Saint-Martinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04004011333440910750noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8287129461101315940.post-41823523889223319442014-09-15T19:19:00.002-07:002017-11-28T00:39:48.023-08:00Vincent Van Gogh`s Wheat Fields near Arles<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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The Great Dragon<br />
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lies in a field of Golden Grain<o:p></o:p></div>
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bathing in the late afternoon sunshine<o:p></o:p></div>
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like an Ancient Persian Treasure.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Anticipating the first Full Moon <o:p></o:p></div>
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of Autumn<o:p></o:p></div>
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to rise at Perigee<o:p></o:p></div>
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in September<o:p></o:p></div>
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Suspended densely in the clockwork spectacle<o:p></o:p></div>
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like a supernatural Mother of Pearl <o:p></o:p></div>
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The Turning World</div>
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Is Perfect<o:p></o:p></div>
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as an Ingoldsby Legend<o:p></o:p></div>
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or a Grimm’s Fairy Tale. <o:p></o:p><br />
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September 7, 2014</div>
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