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Thursday, September 25, 2008

JUST LIKE ME

JUST LIKE ME News item – Democrat Presidential nominee Barack Obama tells voters he’s just like them He’s just like me, He says. Of course, he is. He reads with golden tongue and charisma of heaven from among the temple pillars, He travels from gig to gig in a customized 767. Throngs hang on his... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, September 17, 2008

HAIKU # 71

HAIKU # 71 Perfect reflection in the water mirror - deer browse in shoreline grass ©T. Patrick Berry Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, September 15, 2008

Haiku #70

HAIKU # 70 Cricket behind fridge chirps, neener, neener, neener you’ll never catch me! ©T. Patrick Berry Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, September 10, 2008

PSALM OF REMEMBRANCE - SEPTEMBER, 2002

PSALM OF REMEMBRANCE - SEPTEMBER, 2002 Clear late summer morning, perfect for flying, as airliners become missiles. Where is God when faith is blinded by hate? Where is God in skyscraper fireballs? Where is God in terror and burning, crushing death? Where is God in clouds of smoke, pulverized... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, August 19, 2008

EAGLE DREAMS

EAGLE DREAMS In the darkness of the canyon I have waited for the Sun. Long have I lived where the sunlight touches only briefly down between the towering cliffs, where all is stone and sand and raging river. With the certainty of the rocks I know there must be a place somewhere, beyond these walls,... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, August 18, 2008

FIRE EXIT

FIRE EXIT I want to open The door through which The fire goes out. I want to fly To where the wood goes When it burns up. ©T. Patrick Berry Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, August 17, 2008

CICADA SOUL

Cicada emerges from the ground, matured by the years of hiding, and sings from a favored limb its freedom song – vrreee, vrreee, vrreee, vrrr... Soon, another joins in, then more, until at last the whole grove is ringing with their music, singing liberation into the summer dusk. Be like the cicada.... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, August 13, 2008

A SOLSTICE OF THE HEART

A SOLSTICE OF THE HEART Like Mother Earth revolving, Shifting in her orbit Around Brother Sun, The heart passes through its seasons, Riding the turning wheels Of times, destiny And the will of God. The Earth has her solstice soon; Spring becomes Summer, The time of greatest light Before the dark... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, August 3, 2008

A BLESSING

A BLESSING May the Kindler of the Sun ignite within you the flame of love. May the One Who breathes the Wind Breathe within you the wind of life. May the Painter of the Cosmos Paint within you the colors of peace. May the One of Whom the birds sing Give to you the songs of joy. May the Maker of each... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, July 30, 2008

AUGUST SUNRISE AT THE ABBEY OF NEW CLAIRVAUX

AUGUST SUNRISE AT THE ABBEY OF NEW CLAIRVAUX Lifted from my cares by the wonder of the morning, I was taken to a place where I was not, but elsewhere: A higher plane where, in awe, I watched the meteors' flashing insights against the unchanging glow of a million stars of perception until, united in... Sign in to see full entry.

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