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How Fallen Angels

Audio Recordings, Haiku / tagged Blame, Sin / August 17, 2025 / by neil_2015_wordpress@neilmeili.com

How fallen angels
often insist they were tripped
and bad guys done it

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Unremember That

Audio Recordings, Relationships / tagged Disappointment, Disillusionment, Information, Truth / August 16, 2025 / by neil_2015_wordpress@neilmeili.com

Tell me things I won't mind forgetting
Amy Hempel - "Reasons to Live"

Though nowadays it might be wise
to treat all news as lies
obits and dead babies still seep through

And that thing you said about my perfect friend
that modified the modifier and the teller too
please tell me
that weren't true lest I lose not one friend but two

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Harem Scarem

Audio Recordings, Haiku / tagged Death, Grief, Insecurity, Suicide Bombing, Violence, War / August 14, 2025 / by neil_2015_wordpress@neilmeili.com

Harems and bomb belts
men can't stand comparison
more virgins weeping

What is Heaven Like

Audio Recordings / tagged Afterlife, Belief, Faith, Religion, Suicide Bombing / August 13, 2025 / by neil_2015_wordpress@neilmeili.com

Is it a place of judgement or of none
Is it a toll gate or an open door
Some seem to know but don't agree
Is it a place where virgins go
for the pleasure of pleasuring forever
beards who blew up themselves and others
Some seem to know but don't agree

Is it a place of judgement of or none
or could it be that there's more than one
and we get to go where we feel most at home
Some seem to know but they don't agree

Them

Audio Recordings, Relationships / tagged Blame, Others / August 11, 2025 / by neil_2015_wordpress@neilmeili.com

A four letter word
that puts all others to shame
who are we to blame

Herd Mentality

Audio Recordings / tagged Dehumanization, Separation, War, Xenophobia / August 10, 2025 / by neil_2015_wordpress@neilmeili.com

North of the ranch house were the hills
named as a group and singly unfamed

Even old Frank who lived in a house
built full into one neer named the hill

Cows were a herd and never named
and a harem of horses was group only
until one condescended to carry you
and raised the relationship to naming

Armies, navies and those from away
were never parsed to persons

In Isreal many names and affections
in Gaza none
How to forget what I learned on the ranch

In Translation

Audio Recordings, Remembering / tagged Atomic Bombs, Japan, Reconcilliation, Survival, Survivors, War, WWII / August 8, 2025 / by neil_2015_wordpress@neilmeili.com

This week is
another Hiroshima anniversary
and this author's poems
are being translated into Japanese

They are in a book
of presence healing pain
what can they look
a Hibakusha in the eye and say

Hibakusha is the name given to those who survived the Hiroshima and Nagasaki bombings, which took place 80 years ago this week.

Picking Raspberries in a Short-Sleeved Shirt

Audio Recordings, Nature, Relationships / tagged Delight, Joy, Pain, Searching, Thorns / August 7, 2025 / by neil_2015_wordpress@neilmeili.com

These are not roses
who will tear your heart out
with their beauty and its price

Though reaching through
the deepest bush
for the richest reds
will tickle-scratch you enough
to linger past taste buds fleeting joy

A Pickerel is Worth a Thousand Words

Audio Recordings / tagged Communication, Exageration, Fishing, Story / August 6, 2025 / by neil_2015_wordpress@neilmeili.com

Sometimes
you catch a fish so fine
it becomes the story teller

If you hold out your hands
to say "This big" it gets away

Memory Lane Jogging

Audio Recordings, Family, Nostalgia, Remembering / tagged Connections, Experience, Sharing, Story / August 5, 2025 / by neil_2015_wordpress@neilmeili.com

There are things I remember I forgot
like the music of my father's swearing
when a heavy hammer had hit his thumb

And like the words that my mother said
when she called us all in to go to bed

There are others another layer down
that digging alone I would never find
that someone else has to bring to mind

So I listen to stories by family and friend
till strings pop up to pull with a knot at the end

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