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Thursday, January 24, 2008

Humankind

So little required of us A simple smile your gentle touch words of hope spoken softly So many have so little their days dark and lonely Our pity they seek not wishing only to belong as one of us Our days are as a mirage, speeding as light so fast at times unrecognizable Their days overflow with... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, January 22, 2008

Moon Glow

Days end Blazing fire of orange burns across a sky blue twilight laid gently across rolling hills Mysterious shapes arise in the darkness forms without clear purpose rustling in the shadows wind mourning through tree tops Fear not Look quietly See the wind in the summer cottonwood its' leaves clamor... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, January 21, 2008

Common Dream

She longs to be average we insist she be 'beautiful' Games he would play for simple joy we demand that he win Youth, longing for a soft flowing poem a taste of sweet literature searching thoughts and ideas to be kindled then sparked to imagination Hoping to be free of our restraints, released from... Sign in to see full entry.

For Martin

For Martin You say that you understand I believe you truly do You tell me 'yes, I can imagine what that was like' I believe you can now see clearly My parents could not sit at the lunch counter with your parents Today, you and I may sit together On this very hot summer day, let us have a drink of... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, January 20, 2008

The Winter Porch

Shade we seek not on this blustery day our breath is as steam, we sigh heavy snow cracks as glass under foot, depths cover our boots wind in torrents, biting, blinding eyes with tears Come--this way! Her afternoon porch bathed in warm sun offers refuge South winter sun shines bright on its' worn... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, January 19, 2008

Citizen America

I will lie down tonight in my clean bed, and not worry about a mortar round or RPG exploding through the roof of my home. Tomorrow, my wife will pay a visit to her favorite hair salon to have her hair cut and styled. She does not have to fear for her life because she chooses to make herself... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, January 16, 2008

Love Simply

Abstracts of romance, our vanity of words, language muddy and complicated. Love difficult, graceful, as stone pressed into granite, perhaps softer than moonlight, moved not by clever metaphors, rhymes and melodies. Dying, these wash away in its' tide. Her love in soft eyes, his touch in your dreams,... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, January 14, 2008

On a Whim

Snow, deep and fresh, late winter sun splashing golden rays, it flows as honey from the trees. He is old, yet not foolish, young enough to recall grand youthful days, building forts, caves, and snowmen from white frozen rain. Through his window it looks so inviting, beckoning him, piled neatly on... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, January 13, 2008

To Serve

Youth, harvested like wheat from the field, gathered to battle, their souls cast to the wind. Dark places in time lie waiting to war, caring not what price be paid for this youth. Here in this place, no man escapes, boys never become men-- their hopes and pure dreams drift dead in the tide. See the... Sign in to see full entry.

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