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Clock Math

I am a quadriplegic. When I wake up in the middle of the night, I can’t just grab a book, flip on the TV, get on my computer, go for a walk, or most any other alternative to lying awake that anyone else might choose. As a result, I came up with one way of […]

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Storm

The storm rolls on bowling balls. It gutters and strikes in the alleys and lanes through 10 frames, pays and rumbles away. – – – – Note this is intended as a parody of Carl Sandberg’s Fog, which can be found here: http://www.bartleby.com/104/76.html

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Photography poetry

Aggravated

Dear Deer, Let me make it perfectly clear. What you did last night was not right. Shall we blame it on the full moon, with cascades of lawn’s silvery light inviting you to leisurely cruise? Because of you my hibiscus bush has been stem-stripped. Leaves, too! The flowy hibiscus blooms are gone! How long can […]

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After Dinner

        It’s tight at our table, unknown parts of the same group, face to face and she wants to teach me to drink Cognac.   The waiter brings snifters and a bottle, she mulls it over hot tea – sets the pear-shaped bottom on its side pours like ‘time has stopped’ slowly […]

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A Redo Of  “The Tables Turned” By W. Wordsworth

  Come, lay down your lap top and turn off your  plastic cell, listen as the wind shakes fern, toadstool and flower bell   that grows within the greenwood. A tremble of shade and scent. The fox has dissolved into shadow and leaves some of the tall grass bent   as she slinks  back to […]

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Strangler Vine

You have the cunning subtlety of an incoming meteor strike, as you camouflage your intent in the emperor’s new clothes. Your wonderful arrival to visit reminds me of a falcon’s swoop; that warm and loving embrace has more than a hint of anaconda. So tell me; what really brings you here?

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The Omao

  The sound of the wind was suddenly muted and far away. The air was cooler, and from somewhere I could not see among the trees I was startled to hear the voice of a thrush singing…                                     […]

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Photography poetry

Great Sky Exchange

In the early morning as ebony and ivory skies mix and mingle, frogs frantically croak with all their might in the backyard pond. Night’s full moonlight wraps the sky as a world’s coverlet bringing comfort of unfettered peace. Birds, alert now, unbundle and chime welcoming alarms. High-pitched whistles echo through early-bird-get-the-worm lawns, from leafy river-birch-branch […]

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To Mom

A mother is patience at the long end of a trying day when that into-everything child gets into something new. A mother is forbearance when that bright child with the inquisitive mind tracks mud and – what IS that?!? – across a clean kitchen floor. A mother is sensitive radar, ever vigilant and hearing the […]

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Organizing thoughts and T-shirts, possibly writing a poem

        Give it a reference. Could be a year, an era, equidistant blocks of eons from the future, the first day of school, the first time.   Put it in place, specifically. A room, a town, at sea, drifting in desert circles, frozen in pure speculation, in the back seat.   Relate it to […]