Tag Archives: yearnings

callings – July 25

7.25.2017 [calling] a memory itches at my mind pulls, calls, reaches out. a young man, sitting beside a pond an edge of green trees moving out ahead to a point. and to his right a bay less traveled where a … Continue reading

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a room that hints – July 3

7.3.(6.25)2017 Jesus you are a mystery to me, entering and exiting through magic walls while I watch from a room that hints without revealing.   Stop and talk with me Jesus, that I might see your face directly and unafraid. … Continue reading

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christmas village – December 15

12.15.2016 christmas village china setting house, school, church standing inn and fence, skaters and choir, around a wiring tree   and the remembrances of places not really past, yet visioned in our mind’s eye   as where we would have … Continue reading

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promised – November 23

11.23.2016 blue denim shirt and jeans, navy guy school janitor thin, curley haired hoped for hero   that I reached out to when the big kids threw my treasured blue plastic automatic pistol up onto the school roof over my … Continue reading

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for Jack…CSLewis – November 29

11.29.2015 a lampost in a wood shone in his mind   until one day it flowed out into a book   and then books and then Narnia   which felt like I’d seen it my whole life.   I loved … Continue reading

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scrabble fever – December 31

12.31.2014 red letter tile squares whirl to the next turn   an i before e or something with a c   for the old year’s last yearn   scrabble fever burns. ———————-

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a stocky little body – September 1

9. 1 a stocky little body of a boy climbs into my lap touching places of memory.   I still know how to ride a bike read the book and talk about Mr. Peppers and his cat who loves orangesickles. … Continue reading

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listening to old friends – May 15

5.15 Listening to old friends on the Utube Jamaica, Chestnut Mare, Bugler Jackson, Clarence, Roger the days of my life spread out.   Poetry embalmed, embattled in a soundtrack. And how beautiful some were in their day and now have … Continue reading

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