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Sunday, July 1, 2007

THOREAU AND THE GLOBAL ECONOMY

THOREAU AND THE GLOBAL ECONOMY We’ve gotten into a fix ‘cause the nifty little tricks of supply and demand were on us. I don’t know about you, but I’m in the hole too, and I’ve had it with just making a fuss. We buy and we buy, credit limit’s the sky, and the debt we assume knows no bounds. We’re... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, June 27, 2007

SCREAMING SIGNS

SCREAMING SIGNS Time to turn it off, this tired merry-go-round, stop it, let it all wind down, pack it up and load it on that memory train wonder what I gain from playing the money game - lost, look like a fool for trying every rule for faithfulness and truth, thinking it a leader when I never could... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, June 25, 2007

TWO MEN ON A STREET CORNER

TWO MEN ON A STREET CORNER For Ron Two men on a street corner: Down and out, on the streets for years, doubting job, study new career. Tatters, battered cap, boots that wobble when he walks; natty shirt and slacks, tight dress shoes that pinch his corns. Stains from rolling cigarettes, calloused... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, June 14, 2007

BURNING BUSH

BURNING BUSH Heed the call to set me free, throw aside the clay and straw; my choice, my will, will wield the key to unlock Pharaoh’s chains. Lose that silly make-believe land where happiness beckons at a touch, where now and then and will become have blurred until time is no more. Call down ten... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, June 11, 2007

I COME NO CLOSER THAN THIS

I COME NO CLOSER THAN THIS She sighs, and I feel her movement - this stranger at my side reading her adult comic book. I glimpse a page of entwining lovers, perfect man and woman rapt in the passion stuff of fantasies that, with memories, are all I have. We sway together briefly in the rolling bus... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, June 7, 2007

HAIKU NO. 1

HAIKU NO. 1 Seen on a light rail car Train stops, he rises; she takes his seat, dreamy sighs, wants him from his warmth. ©T. Patrick Berry Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, June 6, 2007

TWO THOUSAND, THREE HUNDRED AND ONE MILES AWAY

TWO THOUSAND, THREE HUNDRED AND ONE MILES AWAY (The distance via Interstate 80 from Sacramento, California, to Toledo, Ohio, according to the Rand McNally Road Atlas) Tomorrow tried calling, but the phone lines were down; And I’m sorry, but my soul’s not on line. Sometimes the message comes in ways... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, June 5, 2007

THE FLIRT

THE FLIRT She sidles up to me, humming softly, essence of flowers about her. She dances around me, teasing, brushing my skin with touch as soft as air, then playfully she swings away when she knows she has my full attention. Sensuous her movements, how seductive her gaze, steady through big dark... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, June 4, 2007

GOING TO OHIO Put the wheels of fortune under a moving van; gotta pull up my roots just as soon as I can. Gonna break out my luggage and pack up my gear; Gonna give up my job and hit the road outta here. Refrain: I’m going to Ohio! Ohio! Never thought I’d ever leave here, now I’ve just got to go.... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, June 2, 2007

HAIKU #2

HAIKU #2 Hands tucked in pockets like wings folded, we look like birds perched on a wire. ©T. Patrick Berry Sign in to see full entry.

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