Monthly Archives: February 2013

WHAT THE CLOUDS ALLOW

Everything changes. A gray, cold day now has its way to follow some warm and sunny ones. The clouds allow the hiding sun to slip a wedge of brightly lit sky between their puffs and turns. . . And my … Continue reading

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MIST?

Mist? +++++Too thick, ++++++++++and you +++++++++++++++might lose ++++++++++++++++++++your way, +++++Confused! Too thin, +++++and then, ++++++++++it burns off fast– +++++++++++++++too soon! +++++By glare of sun, ++++++++++perhaps, +++++++++++++++your eye and skin abused, ++++++++++++++++++++ere noon! But, In Between– +++++there’s the delight! ++++++++++the glowing … Continue reading

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SPRING-CLEAN

Lonely. . . Pain injecting into brain. . . Upset +++++in belly, +++++throat to gut– +++++a glut, +++++an onslaught +++++fraught with fear +++++and desperation. . . Only +++++to lie in wait– +++++the lowly +++++inaction +++++I can take– +++++and in the … Continue reading

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LIBERATED

Liberated from an unhappy marriage by the man who left. . . though it was against your voice, you found your way doing what you knew to do, young ones still there, to ground you, though you never tossed that … Continue reading

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A RING, I SING

A ring to seal a promise. . . of fiery heart and flesh and bone. . . I sing, probe what it all means. . . and reach up and out and echo back– at least I think– to please … Continue reading

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A GLOVE THAT FITS

A glove that fits and a hand that has precision grip, two eyes for seeing deep, and erect frame do much in whistling, chilling wind and freezing rain– survival’s one, but imagination ripes expression of what’s possible to new levels … Continue reading

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THE HOURGLASS LOOKS DIFFERENT

The hourglass looks different to one who sees it newly flipped than it does to one who sees it first when just few precious grains have downward yet to sift.

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