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Tuesday, October 18, 2016

The Photograph

It Speaks To Me The photograph speaks to me. It carries me back to the day I stood at the edge of both babbling brook, and a decision about you. It sings to me of the place I was going, and the place from whence I had come. It makes me breathe of pure mountain air, the fog surrounding and closing... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, October 17, 2016

Play It Again

For those of you who read my poem of yesterday, I can see how the minds of readers went to the places that they did. And yet, that poem came from the pain of a completely different matter that hopefully none of you have experienced. I'd like to ask you to read it again with the following information... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, October 16, 2016

Almost Inevitable

Not many make it through this life without being wounded by love, but most eventually bounce back, some even better for the pain. When Love Wounds Courage escapes me as I open the lid of the old chest that harbors memories and haunts my sanity. And so, I shut it once again and scoot it back into the... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, October 14, 2016

Life's Like That--Yeah, It Is

Chipotle Chicken Salad Cute little Chick, pepper hot, skin-tight jeans that hug the hips, midriff bare, bright red nails, barefoot sandals on slender feet, sweet red lips with spicy bite-- Turn around, turn around. Years pass as music plays: Chipotle Chicken Salad Old fat hen with temper hot,... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, October 13, 2016

Always Remember

Port Of Call Oh, please remember as you sail upon the sea of enterprise, that though no chain an anchor holds to keep you tight and near the shore, my yearning heart will always be your ready--willing port of call. My hungry arms will let you go when wand'ring dreams prevail. No tremor will you see... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, October 12, 2016

Too Short Young & Too Long Old

Peter Paul 95+ Wife long ago passed away Work friends all gone Personal friends all deceased Hunting & fishing pals beneath the sod No children House sold long ago...existing in a care facility Spends his time looking out the window at the golf course in the distance Not interested in eating... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, October 10, 2016

When I wrote this one, I had in mind it being played and sung by Leonard Cohen. He just seemed right for putting it to music and expressing it in his own way. Even at age 82, he has another album coming: A Beginning And An End It is over. There is no return to what it was that once was shared. Only... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, October 9, 2016

It's Finally Over

The subject line is not speaking about the political debate, although it suits that subject matter also. It was indeed "a dark debate." That's what they are calling it. I couldn't believe how bad it it got. What I'm referring to is a poem that I know I have posted before because it has always been... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, October 8, 2016

Don't You Just Love A Surprise

The twilight is calling, a softness is falling and out of the stillness a new sound is heard. The night birds are flitting past where he is sitting, his fingers are plucking a Spanish guitar. The strains upward dancing draw eyes that are glancing in total surprise, with a smile on my lips. With love... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, October 7, 2016

Cold Woman

Her gentle heart now hard is frozen in time and place, a distortion of what was once real and alive and warm. It is not hidden from the world as one might think, but is a showcase for all to see, the imperfections magnified by clear, cold, crystal. Who can crack that glacial cell that keeps her... Sign in to see full entry.

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