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Do you know me,
for I am yours?
Found in the filth
on the dirty floors.
Words, spewed every day,
of hate and names,
of those which
I cannot say.
Words so hateful,
words of spite,
you're something else,
of that I am right.

Amongst the grass
there lies a stone
of greyish blue.
It's all alone.
No other rocks
to now decry,
or for us
to ask why.
A task of
asking now,
from Heaven above,
free of hate,
with unrelenting love,
for a single life,
now; here alone,
whose old heart,
is that lonely stone.

As the dew, leaves the Rose,
when the Sun passes by,
deepening the shadows,
beneath the blue gossamer sky.
It is there I will meet you
under the Wisteria, growing anew.
For all the plans that didn't come true
and the promises made
at our last goodbye
said with a whisper and a long sigh,

I remember you;
Your flashing eyes.
The lilting laugh,
You would surprise,
With your mind,
Young and wise.
Your mind is gone.
Knowing not where;
Sitting with me
In our despair.

NASA Astronomy Picture of the Day:

That's not a bright star and crescent Moon caught between branches of a eucalyptus tree. It's Venus in a crescent phase and Mercury. Near the western horizon after sunset, the two inner planets closely shared this telescopic field of view on May 22, seen from a balcony in Civitavecchia, Italy. Venus, the very bright celestial beacon, is wandering lower into the evening twilight. It grows larger in apparent size and shows a thinner crescent as it heads toward its inferior conjunction, positioned between Earth and Sun on June 3. Mercury, in a fuller phase, is climbing in the western sky though, reaching its maximum angular distance from the Sun on June 4 Still, this remarkably close pairing with brilliant Venus made Mercury, usually lost in bright twilight skies, easier to spot from planet Earth. Gallery: Notable Venus & Mercury Conjunction 2020 Images submitted to APOD

Photo by Marco Meniero

The crashing of waves across the shore,
brings sounds and a scent I adore.
There is nothing quite like, this World of ours,
being here on Earth with wind, Sun and Stars.

You have bankrupted our Nation.
You have bankrupted your soul,
when you attack the Citizens,
with your lies, above all.
Don't tell us we are
on the road to recovery,
when the loss of life
and jobs mess up our economy.
You sir are a piece of work,
for the presidential duties you shirk.

A green, colored Mule, was wandering along,
humming the melody of a beautiful song.
As he wondered, mostly out loud,
should I join up with a crowd
of people or other just like me?
Not with people as I won't fit in.
It will be with Mules; they are my kin.
What about the green shade of your skin?
Color only matters to people, there in.

You seem fine in the day time,
during the rain or sunlight.
What happens to you in the evening,
where does your mind go at night?

My mind is a flutter,
though I worry not,
about our life
and what God has begot.
Old as I am,
I think about you
and of those memories,
we had and did share,
are missing now,
as the Devil may care.
Please leave us alone,
during this long night.
Let us be now.
Let life now be right,
for I say to you,
my miserable Soul
is filled up with
your fake news hyperbole.