Monthly Archives: June 2012

THE MARINE LAYER

The marine layer, a cloudy cover, hovers high arches over urban air. . . It admits subdued and gentle light that softly pours from summer sky.

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ROGUISH WAYS

What does it mean to be a rogue? To cut a rug, or shape its edge? To BE the fringe? To venture forth into your own personal vogue? That wouldn’t perforce need to mean you’d sport some rad and natty … Continue reading

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THE BERRY FIRST

One berry, ripened black among the many, still green. . . few pink blooms remain.

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THE BRINY FOG

The briny fog– its fluffy cloak of white– in on a Pacific wind it rides. . . to clear way for ripples warm and clean, swept in on sun and midday tide– It yields the day. But, in turn, returns … Continue reading

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WHAT REALLY COUNTS

We have such fantastic gadgets– rolled out with great fanfare, public pageants– empowered to do near anything a human genius could compose. . . but don’t forget that most of what we need or really want to do might be … Continue reading

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COUNTING DOWN

Trying to get through something I’m doing, and thinking of how each little bit makes it a bit less left to do, the project closer to completion. It calls to mind, for some reason, two nursery rhyme/kid-type songs, “The Farmer … Continue reading

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WHEN A DAY LIVES

When a day lives better than the one before it, let me not be the one to knock it. . . Vistas spread. . . I feel the belly warmth. . . the cooling in my head. . . perchance … Continue reading

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STOLEN MOMENTS

Stolen moments from oneself– what is the harm? Well, that depends. . . what is important? what are your ends? Do what you need to do to feel as though you live. . . perhaps some time for you, and … Continue reading

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SOMEWHERE IN THE MIDDLE

One of the most disappointing, relaxing, AND reassuring things about this many-splendored, -challenged and much-cherished life is the joyful realization that, in the beginning, ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++in the end, and maybe ++++++++++++also in my better moments ++++++++++++in the middle, ++++++++++++it really isn’t … Continue reading

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HOW DOES YOUR MAGIC GROW?

Practice whatever magic you are heir to, from birth, and raising to going forth and finding ways and craft that only you will choose. . . use it in the vein of love. . . don’t be afraid to make … Continue reading

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