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I See You, Mom.
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If I

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Capsized

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Man Of Worth

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Sons & Daughters of the Firstborn

Sons and daughters of the first born
From original source we were all shorn

Progeny of the brightest stars
All were unwitting avatars

Look out at the world
Into which we were hurled

Flung from the quiver
Each a message to deliver

Now struggle to stand
In this dark hinterland

No longer can we hide
Behind eyes now open wide

The oldest of souls
Living truths will extol

Dropping wisdom of the ages
Like pearls from the sages

They endeavor to bring unto (wo)man
The true vision of the master’s plan

Your so-called truths need some revision
There never was a spiritual division

On shoulders to bare an original sin
No wrong was done by ancestral kin

This world given to us to explore and tame
We were not sent here to swim in shame

This an untruth you were sold
To shackle the beings created so bold

Fret not about the wrongs and rights
We all experience the dark and the light 

Whether good or bad not for you to perceive
The fruit has not fallen so far from the tree

On different paths we are set to learn
Another’s lesson is not your concern

If your eye offends you then pluck it out
That decision for others not what you’re about

Judge not as we have long been told
Or henceforth you will be judged ten-fold

With false honor we cry eye for an eye
But this my brethren is yet another lie

The truth was revealed; even babes know
You only will reap that which you will sow

Whether walking in love or in earthly malice
The same you will drink from the golden chalice

Ego untamed that villain of old
In truth this is your pot of gold

Universal conscience the contingency plan
Your individual beauty your ego-(wo)man

Whether wide is the path or narrow the way
Who among us can absolutely say

Undeniable truth for one and for all
It’s pride alone that will cause you to fall

Refusal to seek your truth that’s within
Finds feet that are pathless again and again

Undeniable truth for one and for all
It’s pride alone that will cause you to fall

Sons and daughters of the first born
Original source is that which we mourn

Progeny of the brightest stars
We all are now fallen avatars

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gmj~inside out

Echoes

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Mine

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Above Image by Lindsay Stewart of Pixabay


Watcher

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The Dream

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Love's Fires

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The Lesson Learned

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The Woman of Tomorrow

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Heart Like A Book

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Leona

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A Face Full of Life

When you're prematurely curvy; somewhat quirky
And society finds you somehow unworthy
You're going to get a face full of life.

When the boy that you like
Leaves with your best friend one night
You just got a face full of life.

When your van catches fire in the middle of town
And the picture in the paper gets spread all round
You just got a face full of life.

When that line on your e.p.t turns blue in the middle
And the writing on the box reads more like a riddle
You're about to get a face full of life.

When your new mobile home gets run over by a dump truck
You have had more than just a bit of bad luck
You just got a face full of life.

When you leave your man because he's mean and shouting
You can be sure, there's no doubting
You have had a face full of life.

If at the end of the day you're still standing
Taking it all on no matter how demanding
You'll know that you've had a face full of life.

When I look in the mirror at the wrinkles and graying
I'm rather proud of it all as I walk away saying
I've got a face full of life.

​G. Jones  9/6/02


To the DHS Class of '85 - Change

Some say change is the key to life.  It seems that for years we've been continual servants to change.

Yet, as our graduation draws near, we are suddenly gripped by the frantic hands of fear.

What lies behind the wall we've built between us and adulthood?

With fear and anticipation we await the fateful day when all our childhood memories will be safely packed away.

Change will once again be upon us, encouraging us to move on. It's time to make new friends. To dance to a different song.

So each day we bravely carry on, as if this is just another year like the many we left behind.

Yet, deep in our hearts we mourn the loss of security and peace of mind.

Some say change is the key to life, and may this is true.  So, fear not what is ahead for us.  Forget not what is behind.

For change is the key to a new life and a new life we shall find.

G. Jones 1/5/85

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