Words

passing laments on the highway of the blessed

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lamentations and lust and sometimes we just fight making love for a moment and it doesn’t feel right these children a’ crying these dogs that don’t bark superstition and faith holding...

Understandable

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Uppermost in almost anybody’s mind these days (Not to impute Platonic shape to space) Desire (as if it were a thing) will blaze Entre nous anew, prognosticating...

WANDERER

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tea leaves spell out my thursday blues my mother calls it restless mind.  Plastic tulips sit on my nightstand so that at least one thing is timeless  every morning the sun sinks into my chambers invitation...

Cold Night

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I see him, maybe a 100 yds off, drunkenly moving from car to car checking to see if anyone left a door unlocked. Nope....

Yours for the Taking

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I keep myself busy long enough to not remember the time. I keep track of minutes best in the mountainsfeeling them passing like a rhythm...

A Lesson in Deep Time

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I stand atop history and geology, Mineral Mountain, El Dorado. This continent continues its slow tilt towards the sun on the axis of season. Beneath the melting snow the Earth...

It’s Not Too Late

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Walking around the lake this afternoon, something about the cottonwood leaves, strewn along the shore, and how the colors glowed, and the reflections in the water slowed me...

The Hawk Upon the Garden

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The robins flutter-bathed cautiously around me. I on the lounge, I laid with my book. The wrens fluster-sung to my proximity. The chicks demand-chirped from their nook inside...

What I saw

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I didn’t see the little boy tuck a stolen loaf of bread under his jacket as he ran with his desperate bounty, but I...

Tree in Winter

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You will be here again. Your eyes closed in brightening light from a window, open in winter. Magenta blooms lidded, your forehead held by a shoulder put forward...

Three Poems

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accomplice he shoves a rusty crowbar into my hands i want you to climb up on the rooftear up some of the shinglesmake it look like...

With Windows Shut Tight

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No clouds today but the sky is white: like a negative image of the night the air is coated the distant trees are gray, smothering the day in bleakness in poison in sadness as fires rage  further...