Monthly Archives: April 2018

A LITTLE BIRD HAS BROKE ITS LEG

What if a little bird has broke its leg, and sits there like a stone, with beating heart in stair step way and all alone? You look away and fathom what to do. . . Meantimes pass. . . It’s … Continue reading

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HEAR, HEAR!

Etchings on a tinfoil sheet. . . Wax cylinders not of, but for, the ears. . . disks of black evolved from that, , , and later rainbow arcing little ones that shine like silver, all the voice and other … Continue reading

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LIFE GOES ON– WITH A MIND OF ITS OWN

Life goes on with a mind of its own but it doesn’t always tell you what it’s thinking. Unless you listen. And look and smell and taste and feel. You might miss much (or not) by blinking. For, even with … Continue reading

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HOW ARE YOUR WORDS?

Words. They can be cheap as water. . . and as does water, have much weight. Sometimes one waits to find or allow to come the words, but in some corner, somewhere caught there, they come not out– they dare … Continue reading

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BENT UNDER THE MORNING STAR

Bent and bent and bent in pain, despair. . . And very nearly broken. The time is given but, knowing not how good nor how much, it feels more lent, like an expiring subway token. The dreamers. . . Wonders … Continue reading

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ME-MAKER, ME-MAKER, MAKE ME A ME!

Me-maker me-maker make me a me. . . I seem already here, but I don’t grow as simply as a tree. Some say I must act; some say, learn to just be. . . Is there some me that I … Continue reading

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INTRODUCE A LITTLE FUN

Introduce a little fun– Snows and rain, a climbing drive through mountain forests beside a swelling gleaming, speeding river stream, At top of which to debark at last, at shore quite smooth and round and plumb, to change one kind … Continue reading

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