November 30, 2003
Meditating upon the name "glen wells" brings a smile to my face. "Glen": a secluded valley, "Well": an issue of water from the earth, a pool fed by a spring." Both of these names bring a feeling of refreshment to my soul. Think of the calm of sitting in a secluded valley, think of how rejuvenating a pool of spring water is to a thirsty soul, now think of Glen, he fits his name completely. His poetry flows from his heart, calming and rejuvenating others. He is talented and compassionate, two qualities that work synergistically with one another to produce beautiful results. I am blessed to call glen wells a friend and to be an audience and admirer of his work. ~Q~
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What is all about.Poetry. Destiny. Fate. Agriculture. Phonetics. Salamanders. Beauty. Freedom. Matchsticks. Calendars. Laundry. Velvet. Carbon copies. Lysol. Denistry. Make-believe. Giantism. The Marriage of Heaven & Earth. Holiness. Spirit. Innocense. Payment. Parsley. Fictional history. Peace. (and lots of it) |
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If perhaps time might be a kind of energy,
Thu, February 9, 2012 - 6:47 PM
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and space a form of matter, the very tiniest bits of space, its sub-atomic particles, call them spacicles, could twinkle in the gloaming, drift away from distraction. Into its own brief spotlighted dimension, they actually might not appear as either far nor near, dancing in their own style of 'brownian motion'. It would seem 'floaters' are doing just this, bobbing on the thin liquid surface of the cornea, while the free-floating spacicles, occasionally are revealed on just-the-other-side of eyelid. 'Raise a curtain, see the show!' 
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Thu, February 2, 2012 - 6:46 AM
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When you have time on your hands and some space on a shelf, what would you build and grow with that? Look around at all this beauty between the steam stretching to horizons where old ruins mold, quietly and slowly whispering away, a mere hint of breath sends them flying, and are soon whirling, turning ochred debris into a field of clouds. I'd send them scurrying, planting them with bright new born seeds, stout and ready to sprout with stem and root. I'd have them rain down onto the soft parade, over and over again. Yes, I'd do that again! www.youtube.com/watch 
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Mon, January 23, 2012 - 8:49 PM
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"In 2001, the Internet Stock Bubble burst because investment banks promoted Internet companies that they knew would fail, resulting in $5 trillion in investor losses." Assume success is self-promoting. Then follow the 'fails' who learn that some promoters are like street lamps that attract/entrap moths, or an extended course in publicly involved education. Consider it as one type of sting operation, some are asked to give until it hurts, others need an illusion of more immediate gains, one reality is not all justice is blind, visions of a future are imagined then made, rumor mills also grind to pulp and powder. The way to many a heart is through vanity. The cautious are an expected delay. Circles may not have an edge, but there are rims and gulfs, receding lines of supply, broken and diverted, dammed with torpedoes and Tridents, sea-faring bandits, off-shore, bundled in costume dramas, derived from open casting calls, the jobs were all filled and the lines were beginning to branch, not into spaces, but times, for some the past was slowly refusing to budge, hanging by its roots of communion, its promises of delusion, a compromise of faith and science by the numbers, with maths designed by hostages, accountants whose creative talents, first abused, then used as extortion tools causing design flaws and distortions, perception exceptions of rules unobeyed, regulation enacted without enforcement, slights of hand and tooth, the gaps of deception, engorging, drilling the vacuum. Peace is not part of a puzzle, nor fit to be tied to a freedom to exact revenge. As crimes fade, so too its accomplices. 
when you have color, you have charm
Thu, December 29, 2011 - 10:00 AM
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the measure of a smell is strong or weak due to near and far it may not wreak, yet seduce to induce an inhale, as if to coat with an interior veil the exhale will not be what it was otherwise 6th dimension www.news.wisc.edu/13422 must you have shape to give shape? how is it that something is so tiny as to be unforeseeable surely it's the focus that cannot see might it need to be every bit as small as to what it's looking for?  all the great notions have been taken and all the not great ones are littered on the floor heaped in basements, and flowing inevitably out to sea in the backed-up sewers they breach the streets in the rushed hours, the alleys reach a peak. if words can raise an eyebrow how far is it to a Titantic?  illusion is a distortion, which may be of proportion, or a perception, clocks are a visible and physical representation, of a way, to measure and a watch seen, only explains 'relativity' in a wandering way. Time is hardly a road, but a still wave. A grain of sand is nary a beach, until it greets you, broken free from constraints, glass and barrier reefs. It may be that you can only take off time by first putting it on. 
billy james, the religious one,
Thu, December 15, 2011 - 10:15 AM
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true is what works, could be a labor and love, there's sure to be spent energy, some of them tokens, some of them lariats, yes, tossing out a net and pulling in a catch, the sun held with ovenmitts kept the day warm. 
the sword made of steel
Thu, December 15, 2011 - 10:14 AM
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sometimes wood, the one carved from a pickle was tart how the mighty have fallen primarily from climbing onto slippery slopes one day we wore skis and glided the next were boots in which we heartily welcomed the warmth of an open fire from the open door of a cave was spied the sun has risen and the moon set aglow. 
laws of nature, as in physical laws, that are either universal or in a defacto condition of...unbreakable.
Mon, December 5, 2011 - 12:31 PM
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or put it this way: light travels at two basic speeds: fastest and slower. (perhaps a holding pattern or paused is a third basic speed (O) it may be a minor problem. must a citizen not be allowed to refuse housing, clothing, nutrition, or in a word access? Perhaps in the reach for zero-anti-tolerance/anti-compliance/anti-access things don't seem to happen in universal or even global concert. The disparity of have-a-lots, have-enoughs, and have-too-littles. But then Bertrand Russell wondered if paradise/utopia-like might ensue when people valued/plotted their own happiness more than the unhappiness of others. A rule: be kind. this earth, this place, the floating menagerie is not a collection though of course it does collect sometimes rapidly and passionately, all too often or too easy to overlook and not notice the slow and calm, for surely it evaporates and disappears in less than a blink, not so much now you see, now you don't never did, or maybe will.
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From Henderson, Kentucky, now residing in Evansville, Indiana. Semi-retired from profit making employment, part-time Help Desk Assistant at the Evansville-Vanderburgh Public Library and as full as time allows as reader, writer and wanderer. .Poetry seems as another way to breathe or reason so far as imagination can reach, poems of thought retreats from the inner space of mind and transmits these signals, vigils and artifacts of history, myth, speculation and conjectures of space frontiers and time passages. As the reader listens intently, the poet speaks joyously, erupting in a torrent of words, phrases, puns, mixed metaphors and looks for a tiny light peeking from behind those inviting eyes and an allure that befalls all shadows that speak in smiles and laughs to a tune that weaves story into allegory and rests in the silences of folds and pink shaded whispers of come...come...enrapture me yet again.
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