Richard St. Clair

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I had a spinal shot today, Oh my:
It passed by quickly, merciful it was
Though not a pleasant thing - it does
Me good, or so they tell me, bye and bye!
...

Having no interest
in resolving my life's pain,
Ponderosa pines...
towering far above me,
...

Looking back I see my faith has changed,
From one of fear and promises unkept:
My erstwhile faith I've staunchly overlept,
Spurning the lies of gurus half deranged.
...

March is finally spent, and what a ride!
Through unexpected snow and ice I've slogged:
To Mother Nature my complaint I've lodged
In hopes that winter lastly will subside!
...

Spring is now a halcyon day today,
The temperature just right, the sun is shining,
The birds and bees are busily at work, dining,
The flowers soaking every available ray!
...

It may just be that my Norwegian genes
Have cursed me with a damned obesity;
Or karma?My lax diet? Iniquity?
Tell me, Muse, just what this problem means!
...

A chill in the air:
painted across the sky,
heavy clouds
moving in high winds-
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The robin perched atop the tree
Signals spring his warbling song;
How long will I be pleased to see
The robin perched atop the tree?
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The snowflakes of the winter night
Crown the land with regal mien;
The driving wind seems to incite
The snowflakes of the winter night
...

Half melted snow
soaking into my shoes-
circling seagulls
swooping near my head:
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When days of winter rain return to snow
And midwinter thaw reverts to ice,
Retreating into sleep I dream of warm
And sunny times when music fills the air
...

Knowledge sweeps our mysteries away,
Disproves attractive theories left and right;
It undermines the grounds for firm belief,
Impoverishes the visions and the dreams,
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Recovery through deceit, intimidation,
Peer-group pressure, cracker-barrel values,
Higher-power contemplation rationed
Daily, weekly, served up with a callous
...

It’s the second month of winter, and the snow
Is wet and heavy; birds from branch to snowy
Branch seem twitchy — who can blame them?
Though we
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I’ve seen few days that felt sublime like this
Late winter afternoon before the sol-
stice, clarity of cobalt blue, the skies
Now sweetened by a nimbus wash of all-
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I wait impatiently and hope the muse
Will strike and cause my pen to move; across
The page it crawls, but only to confuse
Things, mingling the sublime art with the dross.
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I've come to have a different sort of faith
Devoid of all the dogma preaching fear:
Instead I feel a truer savior near
And not the Christians' god, their holy wraith.
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If e'er I thought myself a seer able
if by some secret crystal ball I knew,
I'd never let it on - I'd deeply rue
to change what I am obviously unable.
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If e'er I thought myself a seer able
if by some secret crystal ball I knew,
I'd never let it on - I'd deeply rue
to change what I am obviously unable.
...

I can't see far ahead into the future,
a story in post-history yet to wend,
and even though it may in fire end
it's Buddha's loving nature us to nurture.
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Richard St. Clair Biography

Richard St. Clair is a widely performed composer of modern classical music with over 200 compositions to his credit in all major genres, many of which can be heard on YouTube. But he is also an accomplished poet, excelling in haiku and tanka (waka) from the Japanese tradition and Western fixed forms such as sonnet, cinquain, triolet and sestina. He resides in Massachusetts (USA) .)

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Creeping Mortality - A Sonnet

I had a spinal shot today, Oh my:
It passed by quickly, merciful it was
Though not a pleasant thing - it does
Me good, or so they tell me, bye and bye!
The daily drumbeat on my aging bones,
A dirge of progress, inching wrinkling skin -
I see it in the mirror, yon and hin,
A creeping prelude giv'n to groans and moans!
But laugh I must at this mortality,
Far better than to whine in useless pain,
'Twill do naught to complain in might and main,
I needs concede to creeping frailty.
Birth and death, whence comes this common curse?
Who could dream up anything much worse?

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