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Monday, November 30, 2009

Street Corner Blues

It’s late and the night is black The long sweet notes hang and linger from an acoustic guitar and the serenade Of the street corner singer He sings and plays the blues While the rain falls at his feet But he has nowhere to shelter His home is the city street How is it that the sweet music That wells... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, November 10, 2007

Give my things to Goodwill

Good people, bad people Laughter and sorrow What happened yesterday and today and maybe tomorrow mean nothing of substance let go, breathe in life and love for none of us escape the inevitable We die Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, June 24, 2007

Hard Rain

Hard rain on the rooftop loud like the roaring applause at the end of an Opera that we wish would never stop Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, August 26, 2006

Black Eyed Susans

The Black Eyed Susans have lowered their petals opening their centers for the birds to feed as the once budding flowers have now gone to seed. Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, July 24, 2006

Air Travel Diddy

Air Travel Hands swollen, Face puffy My pants, top button free Baby crying Offensive perfume My back is killing me Shake and rattle Bell tone sounds Someone passes gas I long to stand Bend and stretch Can’t wait to get off my ass Sign in to see full entry.

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Afternoon Rain

The afternoon rain is on time today 6:00 pm darkened skies give a thunderous roar One drop, two... then millions Watering the earth to the core Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, June 20, 2006

My heart was already like stained glass in there, all pieced together with lead, today there are chunks out of it leaving shards to pierce the sides of my chest, lungs etc...as a reminder of how vulnerable I really am. Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, May 28, 2006

The Bitter Taste of Traffic Jam

Unpleasant people honking and yelling because the light is green and my broken down wheels are not turning fast enough for their rushed up, tensed up lives. Somewhere there is a slow street where pleasant people are taking in the scenery, soaking up the greenery, and taking a little time. Sign in to see full entry.

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Silent Heartbreak

Tonight is the quietest of nights; only a screaming frog in the distance and the sound of a slow beating heart destined to break shatter crumble melt mend Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, November 7, 2005

Nice Little Girl wins Honorable Mention

Nice little girl So quiet, a mannerly child, sitting politely silent. Smiling intently, not a word out of turn, her screaming soul defiant. She finds her place in any corner, where she hopes to disappear. Believing no one will see her, but daddy always finds her there. Pretty red dress, black Mary... Sign in to see full entry.

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