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… I’m ready sitting on the dock looking at all the work before me. Today’s sun breaks from the tree tops and the sparrows come and start to dart disturbing the floating sky rippling on the pond where I’ve noticed … Continue reading
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… It’s in the doing that you get the strength to continue what you do and succeed at last. Experience is what you need and if too young for that, then faith at length will get you where you want … Continue reading
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… On a sad day of losses big and small someone left a flowerpot in the hall that wasn’t money or plenty of time but if I wanted it the thing was mine alive for sure because hint of a … Continue reading
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… I woke up from a dream before daylight. I’d dreamt I tried to make a living plant into a work of art. It didn’t work. Trying to make it sculpture-hard it died. I was in a room with other … Continue reading
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… I saw the bluebird first, its beating soft red breast. Young water snake, I looked for it next settled near the dock but it hadn’t risen yet or already’d slithered off. The pond’s cold. I won’t dive in. It … Continue reading
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… 25 My cat and I play chasing each other. He jumps while I write and then stretches out full length in back of the warm computer to claw my hand when it comes in sight. Ouch! Ow! I say … Continue reading
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… Had I left sooner or later it would all have been different, but I didn’t and got into two arguments, one in a store and one on the sidewalk about the neighborhood with two freeloaders who do nothing, yet … Continue reading
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… The quiet aftermath of disaster dangling in the sunlight in a tall tree only decay to ever come after falling apart vanishing in the breeze where every now and then someone looks up to wonder what it was that … Continue reading
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… The butterflies of spring are small and dark not colorful and bright like butterflies of summer hovering from flower to flower in beauty’s camouflage. Two butterflies on the asphalt road laid with silver stone though small stand out. Because … Continue reading
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… I write the word: I am behind itYou read the word: you are before it We make a oneness, a reflectiontwo separate moments come together But the word is still between us Some day there’ll be no wordsSome day … Continue reading
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… … If it weren’t for Stephen Spera, I doubt I’d have gotten into Barney. I was very lax, and still am, about getting myself into things. Stephen, on the other hand, was always looking for and aware of opportunities. … Continue reading
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… … Love comes when least expected and love comes like the rain blowing naked over us making us all wet. Love never makes a fuss. As I grow old, love stays forever young returning like the sun or moon, … Continue reading