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Oblivious

12/2/2025

The young couple kissing by the curb
as if the moment would never end.
And there goes the old man in threadbare
clothes convinced his luck will change.
Even the pigeons walking the sidewalks
among us, weaving in and out through
the smallest openings, have confidence
that they’ll be the only ones left standing
when it all comes down without warning.

The author is Bruce Gunther.
Image by Pexels from Pixabay

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In That One Dream

12/2/2025

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Even pigeons could read my mind
as I walked without destination along
the sidewalk of the big city; the hot dog
vendor looked like Jack Nicholson.
The mystical canyon of skyscrapers
loomed, and Plato passed out copies
of his writings, anxious to share
his life’s work with anyone interested.
No one in their right mind wants what you’re selling,
someone said as he passed, so convinced
of man’s fallibility that nearby faith healers
and positive thinkers grew silent and anxious.
And the dark clouds hung full and heavy,
threatening to rain for the next 40 days.
A cleansing would do us all good, someone
else said as we formed a line behind Noah’s animals.

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Oblivious

In That One Dream

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