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Tuesday, June 23, 2015
What is it That You Fear?
"Always care enough to resist. Set your heart strong to insist, that goodness must persist. Resist, I say. Light the way. Every day." David Satterlee
Tuesday, July 2, 2013
Poem: Pogo Had it Right
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Pogo Had it Right
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Life Will Get You in the End: Short Stories by David Satterlee |
from the book: Life Will Get You in the End:
Short stories by David Satterlee
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Read or download this story as a PDF file at: https://docs.google.com/file/d/0B4eNv8KtePyKUjBtRWptWFVWaFU/edit?usp=sharingThis is an allusion to (or, at least, what should be) an iconic story in mythology about men doing battle with themselves.
Pogo was a cartoon character created by Walt Kelly. Among many other wise and witty things, he said, "We have met the enemy and he is us." There, that should get you started.
Pogo Had it Right
I enter the
plains to do battle.
I gird up
my loins for the fight.
I turn to
my bearer for armor.
My helper
is nowhere in sight.
In panic I
fumble to unsheath my sword.
Striking
blindly, I render the air.
I search
for the foe that I might dispatch.
But, I’m
really the only one there.
In
confusion, I retreat from this threat with alarm—
Begging my
mind to admit this a dream
Of the
night before more than just here and now
In this
day, as it truly does seem.
I turn
again to check the field
And find it
not clear as before,
As I am
there to face myself;
A foe that
I cannot ignore.
We fought
for years to find out who
Was good
and who was bad.
But, when
at last I won, I lost
The
horrible dreams that I’ve had.
But, who
can say that I had won,
And who can
name the foe?
Yes, who of
you can read my heart,
And of its
ways to know?
December
7, 1970
Re: the 2nd stanza: Bingo. I just made a note to someday write a SciFi story about two friends in a remote battle control room discovering that the field-droid avatars that they are controlling are actually fighting each other. "Oops, 'sorry dude." Remember, you read the surprise ending here first.
Poem: You Are So Beautiful
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You Are So Beautiful
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Read or download this story as a PDF file at: https://docs.google.com/file/d/0B4eNv8KtePyKbmFBU0ExRi1tT2s/edit?usp=sharingA young man (still without a girlfriend) reminds himself that loveliness is more than skin-deep and must still be appreciated... even when beauty fades.
You Are So Beautiful
The secret of true natural beauty
Is more than being born a cutie.
The joy that rises from within
Imparts a wondrous glow to skin.
That smile that wrinkles up your eyes
Leaves signs of joy I’d not revise.
No makeup serves to hide the truth
That you no longer are a youth,
But loving knows to kindly see
The fullness of all you can be —
The quiet goodness of your heart —
The beauty that will not depart.
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Poem: You Must Love Thy Neighbor
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You Must Love Thy Neighbor
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Short stories by David Satterlee
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Read or download this story as a PDF file at: https://docs.google.com/file/d/0B4eNv8KtePyKZXlDQVhCaWRZZXc/edit?usp=sharingA little ditty about empathy and compassion.
(The saints among us)
All good things must run their course
And reach their final end.
So say the laws that govern us,
Which no one can amend.
We weep for sorrow not our own,
In love of fellow man.
And on these empathetic hearts
You can impose no ban.
For they can sense the tender need
Within a mind or heart.
And from compassion for such ones
These men will never part.
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