Monthly Archives: May 2013

MY MARK

The mark of my word +++++seen on screen ++++++++++or rough page, +++++++++++++++or on waves of the air ++++++++++++++++++++where +++++++++++++++++++++++++it can be heard. . . is no match +++++for the print of my foot, ++++++++++left by chance +++++++++++++++on dry sand, ++++++++++++++++++++sticky … Continue reading

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LET’S CHEW!

Hello CHEWSDAY FRIENDS! Let’s chew. . . Create an openness– be with yourself, be with your food! As for me, I see, If I admit even a little bit of soft serenity and sitting quietly, then I can give to … Continue reading

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TIME FLIES OR CREEPS

Time flies. Or does it creep? Perhaps it is a toss-up. . . In any case, instead of flies or creeps, I’d rather check the color of my chin and have in hand a glowing-petaled buttercup.

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LIFE IS LIKE A FLAME

Life is like a flame the brilliance of the light the heat the pain. . . and in the end, look back where ash lays upon ash and seeing that, no need to ask– given the chance, you’d up and … Continue reading

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WHAT IS THERE TO FEAR?

What is there to fear? At times, it seems there’s always something, everywhere. . . At other times my way looks mostly easy, and so clear. . . But how to keep the dread at bay and let love come … Continue reading

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IT’S TOUGH TO SEE

It’s tough to see what I once was. . . perhaps an attack of restlessness, brought me, way back when, to be: one man’s eye’s twinkle merged under the duress with hand of one Misses’ soft caress, morphed maybe from … Continue reading

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THE POSSIBILITY OF LIFE ON EARTH

I fall asleep quick on my back, belly relaxed, open to receive the love of the heavens. . . I wake up with ease, ready to rise, which seems a breeze, and go about my business.

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