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Category Archives: poetry
if you have something to tell me – August 7
8.7 if you have something to tell me do it now, or wait three weeks, she says. bobbie shared his plans to talk about things with his wife after dropping their last for college. don’t you dare, says my … Continue reading
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Tagged differences, fathers, mothers, Mourning, off to college, parenthood, relationships, tact, timing
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chestnut mare – August 6
8.6 turning the corner I see a horse nobbing its head against the end of the fencing. the long neck rolls and twists, stretching then upward to flex the muscles while a subcutaneous shimmer washes back down towards its side. … Continue reading
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Tagged Chestnut Mare, cowboys, horses, images, memory, Roger McGuinn, symbols, yearning, youth
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the little man he balances – August 5
8.5 the little man he balances on the end of a lever tall held dear upon the other end by a glinting silver ball can I turn him any way I want will his distance shift and stall or … Continue reading
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Tagged adam, anxiety, balance, choice, Garden of Eden, humanity, lucifer, the Fall, the little man
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Ikea – August 4
8.4 the tattoos braided-hair hippie dressed woman considers curtain rods and wicker baskets with her broad-backed shaved head punk rocker mate in the tee and shorts. this is what will go well on that wall. yeah looks good, yeah, … Continue reading
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Tagged Consumer Goods and Services, domestication, Ikea, marriage, relationships
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sniggles – August 3
8.3 Rosie cat with a full morning bowl meows fretfully at whomever comes downstairs next until more, even a sniggle, is added. It is not the food but the humble obeisance, recognition, acknowledgment, sacrament of the care and feeding commitment. … Continue reading
besotted – August 1
8.1 she smiles from across the room and my heart flutters; besotted years in the imbibing. ————————
everyday patterns – July 31
7.31 dazzling sun striates through trees, water flowing over the dam while we walk when did we find out that simple things make the journey worthwhile and full adventures being avenues only for appreciating the wisdom of everyday … Continue reading
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Tagged adventure, appreciation, day to day, finitude, patterns, wisdom
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four poster – July 30
7.30 four poster. tall, finialed emblem of life and love through our years. we brought the children forth upon you, told stories, snuggled. and now I smile when I see you decked in mismatched pillows of our … Continue reading
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Tagged bed, ease, embodiment, family, four poster, grace, joy, love, marriage, memory, sacrament, time, together
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Raleigh Sprite 27 – July 29
7.29 rubbed green beauty of steel and wheels, gears and rubber, british, upright, noble, elderly solid friend of forty plus years. we started out together almost, riding parish routes on miles of tree lined pavements through five slippery gears. … Continue reading
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Tagged aging, bicycles, ease, endurance, friendship, memory, old friends, Raleigh, time
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