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Category Archives: Agony and Ecstacy
Shaded
She wore a soft hat That flopped slightly And shaded Her right eye Sometimes she tripped On roots or curbs From the shadows That hat threw But still she tromped Down alleyways or Through bramble fields Always in the hat … Continue reading
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Until Then…
I find myself in need of help. There. I said it. What a humbling and unexpected thing to say. A crippling thing, really; it leaves me hunched, almost crying, grappling for words, not wanting to say anything because to be … Continue reading
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nothing to see here
all the broken people and what can we do I’ll pick a thread on my blouse and you’ll sing out loud look at the broken people we should have a drink who won the game tonight and does my makeup … Continue reading
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Underslung
children scrabble in the dust of Aleppo seek shelter in the shadows as if that could save them from another shelling their future underslung dangling from the belly of God by a loose thread and thinner hope than that
Posted in Agony and Ecstacy, Bloodletting, Human Rights, Life, Poems, Poetry
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The Little Things
it isn’t dying i mind it’s just that i imagine when i do i’ll never again need to search for the words to describe just how that surface of cracked prairie mud baked hard in … Continue reading
Fire by the Buddleia
It’s the heavy heatThe ripening of summerThat lays even hyper catsTo languish in the shrubberyAnd pulls the purple petalsOf Digitalis to blushIt’s thenThat I am urgedBy an ardent needSo primal I drop my trowelAnd stand thereIn the dappled sunI coax the … Continue reading
Dropping Out
i’m dropping out of all that useless shit i used to do to inflate my ego judge me on my words they’re all i am and all i have anyway a body sags a job ends faith wanes songs falter … Continue reading
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Chasm
on this side a heart a catalogue of memories a forest of flora and fauna across the divide a genealogy of strength a clean slate a circling of the wagons
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Reaching for Remarkable: The Woods Are Alive!
This big, beautiful world is busting its seams with surprises…dizzying beauty, curious oddities, power-packed punches, the delicate and the delightful. This is my quest…my search for the unstoppable, insanely charming details of a magnificent planet and a people who never … Continue reading
Posted in Agony and Ecstacy, Eternal Optismism, Life, Nature, Uncategorized
Tagged Art, Life, Poems, Poetry, Reality
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Soar 47 Times
these words these birds sing my story before it’s even lived cavorting canaries flocking headlong into my future impatient, decisive they flirt and zing across the calendar goodbye January blues so long February love songs rat a tat, rat a … Continue reading