Fred Babbin Poems

You poet,
You inward seeking
Scintillating
Coruscating,
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Will it be tea,
Or will it be sherry?

Must I be sad?
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Autumn comes.
As one door closes,
One door opens to another time,
A crystal time of monoshades,
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The balloon
flies free-
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Locomotive in the station.
Dinosaur on wheels
Exhaling steam
And feeding on coal
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Arlington National Cemetary

Tomb of the Unknowns.
A sarcophagus for the living,
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I have had a few strange middle-of-the-night dreams/confusion with reality.

Do I dream?
Am I awake?
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I'm so happy today.
My son's getting married
to a wonderful girl
with tattoos and bangles
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Disclaimaer: As a Buddhist, I do not believe in God. I do not deny His existence, but I do say two things:

1. I do not see evidence for His existence
2. I see little evidence for his benevolence.
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Waves of shame and anger
Wash the shoreline of my brain
Whilst my mind looks on so helpless
at the humiliation
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