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Category Archives: poetry
short form – April 28
4.28.2015 [short form] when the chirrups from the pond stop Danger, Will Robinson, Danger something is there. —————-
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Tagged awareness, danger, intuition, Lost in Space, quiet, signals, signs, threat
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when the chirrups stop – April 27
4.27.2015 things suddenly go quiet sharp crisp quiet at the sludge pond when the chirrups stop, the spring frogs freeze. something is there. fox, coyote, predator perhaps a human has stepped too close all bird trills, … Continue reading
quiet forevers – April 26
4.26.2015 I sit in a pastel red garden chair, breathing, watching, feeling the spring air, chirrup, chirrup surround from the pond and quick shock of screech from a pheasant a bird moves ever so imperceptibly, and dog’s large head … Continue reading
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Tagged eternity, grace, mediation, nature, observation, pause, peacefulness, perception, quiet, quietude
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detroit – April 25
4.25.2015 some cops burned black businesses in the riots just to show those people not to get uppity. how down low can you go how sad that we forget. —————-
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Tagged civil-rights, compassion, corruption, Detroit riots, fear, justice, prejudice, remembrance
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sonorous voices – April 22
4.22.2015 sonorous voices almost too perfect as if funereal was a verb. as in, to funeralize, to speak smoothly, beautifully, hopefully with just the right sob in the throat and cheer-cheeked peek into the sky. i hope to … Continue reading
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Tagged affluence, cynicism, death, first-world, funerals, God, humor, mortality, perspective, Pets, pomposity, refugees, third world
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old friends – April 20
4.20.2015 I can’t do what you do anymore, he said I’m just too tired, too fuzzy. Don’t wait for your bucket list, she says, after eighty it just gets too hard. And yet there they both are, … Continue reading
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Tagged aging, couples, friends, grace, journey, life, partners, persistence
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delicate intensity – April 19
4.18.2015 the chiseled, tattooed, pony-tailed chef places paper thin wafers of parsnip onto stone platters in patterns of three the tweezers pluck each from his hand as if from fairy dust with delicate intensity. then a dot of … Continue reading
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Tagged chef, focus, food, intensity, micro-macro, preparation, proportion
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holocaust -the bondage of death – April 17
4.15.2015 a long slick narrow bridge over waters filled with death hate filled people gleeful in pot-shotting at random victims a gauntlet of terror each movement only forward unsure if the next moment will be the halted … Continue reading
travail – April 16
4.16.2015 clog footed chefs, hoopa sized beer steins and dot sized dishes that singe and sing and lift the senses to new enjoyments of the pleasures in creation. travail indeed. blessed work, effort, burden of wonder. ————— (in … Continue reading
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hard rains – April 15
4.15.2015 hard rains drive down upon grounds ready to receive seeds, weeds and all in between bless the falling. ———————-
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Tagged appreciation, blessing, Blessings, eco, Gift, nature, rhythmn, source
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