The Eschatological Dog

Cindy Baker:

Resa’s Glam Reviews

Originally posted on Graffiti Lux and Murals:

Delightful? A few poems are. Poignant they all remain, & dog me.


With his one-of-a-kind poetry style, Dean trains his unique eye on theend of theworld, or of humankind,death,thedestiny of humanity,theSecondComing &Judgment.

Artist: Crisp Artist: Crisp

There is no escape like reading! What about reading about what one may never escape from? Dean’s words took me into that darkening day. He used the color of meaning to paint the way.


Yet, I never felt like running from it. I wanted to remain, to hear what the poet, writer, musician had to say about the decay, and mores.

Artist: Richard Manoakeesick Artist: Richard Manoakeesick

Dean’s words string true, even if they bite you. Might as well face the music he presents, it feels healthy.


EDog #2

Dog is God backwards, but I have a feeling Dean knew this when tempting us with his title.

Artist: Unknown to me at this moment - from Toronto's Queen W. Graffiti Alley Artist: Unknown to me…

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Working on “Finding a Balance”

Cindy Baker:

Lauren Scott- “Finding a Balance”

Originally posted on Baydreamer:

Dear Friends,

I am embarking on a new adventure and this is an introduction. My second poetry book, “Finding a Balance” is almost ready for publication and it’s nice to not be such a novice the second time around. This book isn’t just about sharing more poems I have written. It’s not only about me. It holds a deeper meaning; the new adventure part. The proceeds will be donated to an organization for a purpose close to my heart and my family’s. I’ll begin, though, with a back story…

Part I:
After three years of abdominal pain and ongoing tests, on October 4, 2012, our daughter, Stephanie, was diagnosed with Primary Schlerosing Cholangitis (PSC). She was 21 years old. Her doctor was the head of the Gastroenterology department and was extremely competent. He didn’t beat around the bush. He told us this wasn’t good. Below is a brief description:


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my mischief…

Cindy Baker:

I so love this-

Originally posted on Read Between the Minds:

my mischief

the night
i die
i’m gonna sit
on the edge
of a star
with my legs
dangling down
into the night sky
and then
with my shoes off
i’m gonna dip
my toes
into the milky way
and send waves
of star-dust
into every lover’s heart
just for a start

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And Then I Smiled Has Arrived!

Cindy Baker:

One of my wonderful followers on Simple Pleasures
Sharing Dean K Miller- book link :-)

Originally posted on Dean K Miller:

The first shipment has arrived!

"Nothing better than a good book and my favorite bone!" “It’s here, finally. Now he can get back to what’s important: playing with me.”

"Yup, nothing better than a good book and my favorite bone." “Yup, nothing better than a good book and my favorite bone.”

"Trying to sleep last night but the smell of freshly printed books kept me up." “Trying to sleep last night but the smell of freshly printed books kept me up.”

Here is the link to purchase your copy:


or visit Amazon.com in a day or two. Ebook for all readers coming soon!

The journey has just begun, and I am smiling.

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hawk chronicles #22…

Cindy Baker:

Excellent Reading- Hawk Chronicles by Charles Martin

Originally posted on Read Between the Minds:

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i share
these skies
with many
the flesh
of the dead
the weak
feasting on
more than
each moment
of panic
in their eyes
ruling over
the poor
who stand
at the gates
of death

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A Little Darkness

A Little Darkness

Cindy Baker:

Beautifully penned

Originally posted on demarisspeaks:

Some say
it’s a darkness—
but I say the light
is a little better
and little softer
as it comes in filtered
through the gauzy pinprick
of an alcoholic beverage—
when your focus is a red laser
that keeps skipping around—
which is the reason
you can’t drive – because
there’s only the steering wheel,
or only the gas,
or only the touchy brakes—
and you can’t possibly
work them all at the same time
when your eyes
just want to close
and feel the fluffy air
spinning around you
like pink cotton candy
at the state fair – so soft
that all you want to do
is write another poem
about love –
which is so often
just another word
for darkness.

DeMaris Gaunt

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Senior Moments

Cindy Baker:

Here we go again Lol

Originally posted on Cousin Harold's Adventures In The Real World ... by Dean J. Baker:


How inappropriate. How cruel. How calculatedly discouraging. Thoughts of Cousin Harold, considering what had occurred earlier that evening.

Harold had set himself up as an entrepreneur. Miss Crankypants was going on the road. Well not the road, but the sidewalks. Harold had read that seniors everywhere were engaging in prostitution in order to make ends meet, and he immediately thought of Cranky and her particular assets.

Imagine, he thought, people paying Cranky $11 – an entire $11 – each time. That was the lowest he’d read about some seniors getting paid, although those were 9 irons foreigners so he figured the difference might just be huge.

Cranky at first objected to turning pleasure into pay, but Harold had triumphed. He said, ’You always hear that the most successful people do what they love and then the rest follows,’ with Cranky’s repartee being,

’yeh, the cops, diseases….’ and Harold answering back…

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The Mythologies Of Love

Cindy Baker:

The Mythologies Of Love Review by Resa

Originally posted on Graffiti Lux and Murals:

How dreamy, I thought, Dean wrote a book of love poems!


“Love”, it’s so beautiful…

IMG_0038 Artist: Jarus

..Well, yes! However, perhaps not exactly as I had envisioned.

TMOL #20 Photo © Norman Orenstiein

Nonetheless, passion is very evident in these poems. It’s especially noted when I feel distance from the sexuality of love, but want to feel close to it.

TMOL #21 Photo © Norman Orenstiein

Dean doesn’t squander the “love ” word. Yet, I feel puppy dog love eyes.


Dean is the dark horse running with lighter, brighter angels. His view, as always, remains true to his perceptions.

Artists: Mandy Van Lueewen & Artists: Mandy van Leeuwen, Jennifer Johnson

Sometimes I understood I was reading  in a special language. “Evol Fo Seigolohtem”


I have a fave poem in this book. “Poem For Ann Marie” & I must mention my second fave “The Market Place”. I won’t tell you why because I really think you should just read them…

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Originally posted on hastywords:


Your hand
Held hers
But your eyes
For mine
Sleight of hand
Shifting focus
You a player
With a pocket
Full of hearts
A romantic magician
With a 52 card deck
Full of trick plays
And when you called
For my final bet
I went all in
Losing everything
You turned my heart
Into a spade

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