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 WOUNDS I feel the pain of wounds inside, that others cannot see. They do not bleed or show on scans with any certainty. And yet they’re the... [read more] |
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Wild God save me from the curse of domesticating aunts! King Lear reign undisputed on my domains Dervish whirl and send tumbleweeds scuddin... [read more] |
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Why don’t the words flow? They cascaded once, Dancing, spraying upon the page You inhabited the mist Inhaling them straight to your core S... [read more] |
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A WEEKEND WITH DAD I spent a weekend with my Dad, a simple task to do. I hoped to solve the pain I have and work it fully through. My mind... [read more] |
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vIDeo stORe Frozen frames upon a screen Reviewed, rewound, re-wounded Interior lit eyes survey Access, assess, abandon Eyes tight, circuits... [read more] |
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Ursa Opus ..black bear on granite shelf glancing, warily pacing …………………back and forth ………………………..back and forth ………..back and forth occasi... [read more] |
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‘Twas the Week after New Years ‘Twas the week after New Years and in the White House Not a Creature was stirring, just the click of a mouse... [read more] |
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Trees Parody I think the beauty of a tree Is what that tree may someday be A tree which now to earth is prest may multiply when it is wres... [read more] |
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To China With Rove Hey, China we’re so very sorry The pirot of your Mig 240 Frew too crose and crashed his prane It really is a crying sham... [read more] |
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Tiger (with apologies to William Blake) Tiger, Tiger driving far, In the fairways from afar, With immortal mighty swings, That drive the b... [read more] |
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Thoughts on St. Patrick’s Day March 17, 2000 I lift my head and gaze back on this day Through mists of time beyond the ken of most To captu... [read more] |
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The Body of My Work Encrusted, encapsulated deep below Unbroken turf In embryonic solitude with rare Interrupted seminal moments Organic r... [read more] |
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Burning the Midnight Oil (With apologies to Edgar Allen Poe) Once upon a midnight dreary, while I worked upon a query, In a spreadsheet str... [read more] |
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The Body of Christ The body of Christ Broken for you The words intoned With solemn reverence As wafer moves from Dish to lips And a... [read more] |
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Thanks Janet There’s a name in the land To strike fear in the heart A gun totin’ Mama Come from Miami parts When it comes to tough calls... [read more] |