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Purifying Fire
Forgotten newspaper
found its way into my fireplace.
And now it is burning.
Each day another tragedy,
each day another god sacrificed.
We humans are good at making worship mundane. -
Complacency
I tended the small garden outside my small cottage for many years. I grew peas and poppies and rosemary. It was a nice garden. -
The Old Hardware Store
Before they filled it with unflappable vagabonds,
My grandparents’ house was an old hardware store.
Now it's full of salmon, paper, and coats.
They made poetry out of the rough wood, -
Friction
The friction of the universe
is a subtle thing.
Infinite tangents in a curve.
Time and space get caught in my throat
when I try to breath.
There is so much infinity
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Random Conversation Excerpt from my Novel
“I am truly free. I am not burdened by caring. I am not tied to anything, not my beliefs, not even my own self preservation. I have escaped time.” -
(with the daffodils)
The impressionistic ecstasy of you in a field of flowers.
Loves
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Roads & Rails
Sometimes,
they think the forests must have been constructed,
around the railroad.
That the tracks were built up from Earth long ago,
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The Lonely Beetle
The green lonely beetle tracked long through high rivers and the underpass.
By 6 pm it delivered a little girl with crooked cut bangs to a little tan house.
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Paper Swans
Paper Swans
As the paper swan swims
The wind blows around it
As the paper airplane flies
The rain falls
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Vulnerable love
Crescent moon eyes with cheeks bunched up below
A smile and laugh that creates warm swells
The small moments of interest you show
You ask what I am doing, so I tell.
You tease, I tease back — these moments cherished
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Big City kid
Fifteen years ago I moved
I was two years old
Now I am seventeen
The big city kid
It's hard to believe a town of 44,597
Can be considered a city.
Being a big-city kid
