Monday, March 5, 2007
Cold and Still
Blood sings a song We all know the face Of Grandma and Grandpa Or whatever took place The bond of the first love Without any trace Forgets all the real love Which actually took place.
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Saturday, February 17, 2007
Seeking The Golden Egg
In the onset of summer’s balmy heat crossing into autumns spring, smells of animal sweat and hay, yesterday’s dwelling scents softly begin their ascent up the from the ground sticking in the still heat and clinging to every sweatbead my body perspires in the early morning of Kansas summer. Even with...
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Saturday, January 13, 2007
Queenie and Blitz
Queenie was the quarter horse I rode bareback with Blitz, the white german shepard running behind. We galloped through the fields of alfalfa and corn in Kansas. Our secret, Blitz, Queenie and me, was that we were magic when we were all three together. We shared and went places where no one knew how...
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