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meager life: sitting in boardrooms, occupying living rooms, sleeping in classrooms, next best thing to premature burial prosperous life: trudging up mountains, slogging through swamps, rowing river rapids, digging, planting, napping in the shade.
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life is short. time is fleeting. don’t wait. love here. love now. later may come (if it is meant to be).
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lightning flashes zig-zagging across pastel sky crashes of thunder rain pouring in great cleansing splashes natures teardrops beating against window panes like heart beating against rib cage like giant snowbird floating against clouded sky like broken love pouring from saddened eyes
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the good news is your daughters recital your sons hugs blooming sunflowers your mothers recipes your fathers poetry chocolate ice cream your brothers jokes your sisters laughter a foot massage neighbors paintings sounds of music purring kittens the good news is there waiting disconnect the internet turn off the tv trash your cellphone then step…
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each time i pick up the phone, or the tablet, or sit in front of the television, my body responds, briefly triggering fight or flight hormones. in itself not concerning, but multiplied throughout the day or a lifetime, significant going for a walk or digging in the garden has the opposite effect. so, for my…
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don’t get me wrong, i still celebrate my dad his wisdom, his hard work, the hours he spent teaching me to play ball, to defend myself, to forgive. but father’s day is a sad day for me remembering good times seeing the joy in his eye when Joe could swim and ride a bike for…
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April Thirtieth last day of the month of poetry. is it time for rhymes? oh hell no! rhyme is the crutch that doesn’t mean much. rhyme is metaphor for those who keep score. never! more! never more! nevermore! forget the rhyme, take the time. don’t be slime. put the lime in a coconut, shake it…
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Dad’s Mesquite golden light filtered through feathery green leaves. gnarled rough brown bark reaches toward cotton clouds. breeze gently sways nest on highest branch. jet-black grackle perched on drooping mistletoe advising, perhaps admonishing. tree’s penumbra shields brightly colored hammock, cradle for snoring hairless primate. © 2024
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Magical Chaos 2 home, relaxed settled with cat on lap after first hot shower in four days tired achy recalling… greeters greeting rangers ranging humans and canines howling poems hanging with heathen artists, musicians, and deep canyons drumming rock star, hashers, kinksters. art-cars floating as in a dream tammi tiptoes (trying not to wake sleeping…
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rocky edge softening six-pointed stars drift weaving fluffy white blanket
Desert Dweller 