Tag Archives: Night

SATURDAY SINKING INTO SENTIENCE

Posted on August 25, 2018 by

Saturday. .. sinking into sentience, shrinking regret and petty penitence, to let heart flower in its way. . . remembering one’s deep importance, as, almost imperceptibly the August day before us glib and glorious dawns, waxes, wanes and shortens, awaiting … Continue reading →

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JUNE FIREWORKS SOUND

Posted on June 17, 2018 by

Fireworks sound warm fog air veils the stars. . . Modest the length of the near-solstice night, when measured in hours. . . Then, like Ben Franklin, the June sun is early to rise at its dawn, and then arcs … Continue reading →

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I AM A PEEP

Posted on May 30, 2018 by

I am a peep. I am a pipe. I am a megaphone. I make a sound that to distant lands resounds. I make a sight that starts small and faint but grows to tall and very bright. My presence shall … Continue reading →

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MAGIC WAITING TO BE NOTICED

Posted on May 15, 2018 by

Life is full of magic just waiting to be noticed. . . So, see it, seize it, lift it, wield it, Go to sleep, and there, recall above reside the stars. . . Day breaks– Wake up, and breathe it. … Continue reading →

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SCREEN TIME SCRUTINY

Posted on February 1, 2018 by

Screen. Scrutiny. Where have I, what have I for how long have I been, by some cyber captain commandeered– (It’s weird), captivated, fascinated, energized and enervated. . . Both night and day. . . And right ’bout now it seems … Continue reading →

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WINTER SLEEP CALLS

Posted on January 13, 2018 by

Sleep calls. Habits, shapes of rabbits, by wry coincidence, seen in the ceIling cracks or walls. . . Shadows beckon of next spring, while we are still here wintering, in hopes our next snowflake to glance, to lick, our next … Continue reading →

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DAYTIME IN A WINK (OR BLINK)

Posted on November 17, 2017 by

Daytime. Quick winter sun climb. Quick night fall. If we’re to seize the day at all, we must embrace, and maybe kiss it– attend to it as a small babe that needs our love. . . for yea, indeed, if … Continue reading →

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