Really
You do not have to want
What the world wants,
Or be what the world wants you to be.
You can be happy without a fortune,
Content without fame.
Really.
You do not have to seek
What the world seeks,
Or give up what the world gives up.
You can be the first of a kind
And the last,
And never mind.
Really.
~ Russ Allison Loar
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The Poet And The Ink
Did you ever stop and smell
The stink of ink
From your fountain pen
And think:
When, oh when
Will I write again?
Or did you dwell
On the smell
And think:
What the hell,
I’ll have a drink.
~ Russ Allison Loar
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Plotless
Someone is telling my story,
Moving my life from chapter to chapter,
But my storyteller is raw and unskilled.
He labors on and on,
Weaving the most complex and intricate details
Through the most uneventful scenes.
You will wake up early this morning
And drive to work in heavy traffic.
Yes, you will drive to work every day,
Except for the weekends.
Many of us are displeased with our storytellers.
Will our plots ever take some meaningful shape?
I wonder.
These lives are poor fiction.
He wakes up early and takes a cold shower,
Trying to shake off the fatigue
From working late every day this week
In his colorless fluorescent cubicle.
He reties his tie for the third time,
Finds his car keys,
Grabs his half-empty cup of coffee
And begins the long, difficult drive to work.
He listens to the news
And thinks about the many phone calls he must make
When he gets to the office.
It’s a puzzle to me
Why we put up with this at all.
~ Russ Allison Loar
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Morning Calculation
The difference between six
And nine
Equals the difference between rise
And shine.
~ Russ Allison Loar
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Money Train
Every mornin’
Climb on board,
You climb on board
That money train.
You be rich
Or you be poor
But you climb on board
That money train.
Hear that whistle,
Hear it blow,
Train’s a’ comin’,
You gotta go.
You be rich
Or you be poor
But you climb on board
And they shut the door.
~ Russ Allison Loar
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Measure And Weigh
We are a people
Who measure and weigh,
Measure and weigh,
While the moment itself
Slips away.
~ Russ Allison Loar
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