Hi Friends, Sabbatical – January 19

Hi friends,

I’ve been on a bit of a posting-sabbatical. Still writing, but working more on editing and putting material together for some possible chapbooks, as well as working on some longer pieces. I still read and appreciate many of  your posts on your own sites… and will probably start putting up some more poetry  here come mid-February.

Best & Blessings.


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nightmares come – November 3


nightmares come

of fears and terrors

places, faces

that know no



that smile at evil

and play no face

to honor


fears of a world

not open to

the One


such that waking

is to prayer.


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halloweenies – October 31


little tigers, dinosaurses,

ballerinas, and princes of yore;

butterflies and dragon feelers

spidermen and turtle lords;


batmen, batgirls,


and wonder women

but barely a goblin or

a devil galore.


perhaps they’ve learned

the mighty lesson

the one that matters

when we all grow old


that we tend to

become what we

play at playing

that we tend to become

the masks

we’ve worn.


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late in the day – October 20

10.20.2017 [late in the day]

late into the day


neck, shoulders



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concerted concert – October 15

10.15.17 [concerted concert]

wrinkling faces alive
in song, not professional
but intent to make

out of simple gift

housewife, grandma,
bookkeeper, teacher
nothing pure;

just holy.

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the garage door froze – October 12

10.12.2017 [the garage door froze]

the garage door froze
and I had to stay


noplace having to
no meetings having
to attend

just things left undone
around the house
that have been
waiting, haunting

that a good sandwich
some beans
and a fresh cuppa

make fun.

sore muscles after
doing the leaves
but so what

and a glass of


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a godly conversation – October 8

[a godly conversation]

I cannot speak to you
as I would or
rather could
my mouth is
when I open it to
say my heart
and roots
drop out
of things
that never quite
touch what it was
I was hoping to
hoping to

so I hope, in my
hoping, in my trust
in my faith

that you know.

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