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Poetry

All Of It Is Alive

The world is breathing loudly again this morning It is speaking between unhurried breaths What is it saying? What am … Continue reading All Of It Is Alive

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there is nothing new under the sun

There is nothing new under the sun, and there’s always something more to do.                                                        There’s always                 a new … Continue reading there is nothing new under the sun

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Palace of Time (or Summer Memories)

Crystalline jet of a cornered ocean chemical odor wafts over and in the water Crisp air cools wet wears Then … Continue reading Palace of Time (or Summer Memories)

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On “Sligo River Blues – Original Recording” by John Fahey

(2/17/21) Plodding along, I hike To an ethereal song Which pulls me tenuously toward some celestial sky Though, I never … Continue reading On “Sligo River Blues – Original Recording” by John Fahey

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On Sunday Night Rain Storms

(1/24/21) The rush of a hundred thousandTroops upon the rooftops,Clanging artillery which flashes and booms The city is under attack. … Continue reading On Sunday Night Rain Storms

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a vacation observed

(12/24/20) Slots shade views piercing from reality Buildings both lofty and squatty peer in A wave carried lightly through haze … Continue reading a vacation observed

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Mountains in OK

I would weep to see it – to see the measureless mountains meander my direction, to see them silently shift … Continue reading Mountains in OK

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Bar Thoughts

The contents of the day are spread across the sky by the setting sun, as the wind pushes me into … Continue reading Bar Thoughts

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Heavy World, Pt. 3

Tonight I sat On the edge of my seat Watching C-Span The capitol had just been Overrun By thugs and … Continue reading Heavy World, Pt. 3

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Open Highways

As I drive down this open highway The wind rushes though the car door window fast as the blood pumping in … Continue reading Open Highways

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