Monthly Archives: December 2011

Friday Morning at the Bank

There she was as I sat praying mantis on her hat There it was on her head And the little voice inside mine said ‘no, no, no…that is a place you must not go. if you do it will be … Continue reading

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Shifting Sand

Tell me about sand hot,cold,shifting,sifting,wet,dry,on over and between your toes….windswept….sand in your hair….shapes…castles and holes a place to find shells and rocks for skipping though the waves anytime day or night to go walking hand in hand…..Sand.

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not writing

is this considered poetry or poems as i wander through the day writing down my thoughts as they wander in my way i am not writing i am just streaming words that flow out as i am dreaming reaching out … Continue reading

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Acting

Children childing Acting childlike in the street Acting childish behind the mask Can we be be like that ? Could that be you or me

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Traveling

Train at night Swiftly moving windows in the dark Cars watching Practically standing still

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The Little Fixit Shop

“We Mend Everything Except Broken Hearts” Was what the sign said but the advice was for free The mending was just to pass the time she just wanted to talk to you and me She was short , round bohemian … Continue reading

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Lover’s Knot

Lover’s Knot Come unraveled Waiting to be tied Lover’s Knot Came unraveled It will take a while Lover’s Knot Unraveled slowly winding it’s way back again Lover’s Knot how to make things last We are here and now Not in … Continue reading

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Listening

I lean when I listen Especially when I walk I like to lean in When I listen to you talk I always want to hear what you have to say That is why when I walk I am always in … Continue reading

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Naked Chickens

It was not a good day for the chickens So I did not get I was feeling sorry for them Their little naked bodies and their scrawny little necks It seemed like a good reason to tell Rather than admit … Continue reading

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