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My Daughter
I sit by the window and watch her. Her arms spread wide to the sun. Its rays shine on her golden brown hair in a halo of light. I see her mouth moving and, though I can’t hear her I know she is...
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Silence
I’m having trouble sleeping tonight. It happens on occasion. While I sat sipping my tea, a single line came into my head. From it, I built the following. Perhaps, it is meant to be a poem. I believe I...
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The Traveler (rediscovered)
As I was doing a little spring cleaning, I came across some old pictures, a dreadful report card, my diploma and a short story. I thought my ENGL 101 instructor was the first to require me to exercise...
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A Christmas Shorty
It’s the day before Christmas And all through the house The excitement is building; A few presents are out. Tonight will come Santa; All dressed up in red. To leave us all goodies While we’re tucked in...
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Lost Inspiration
I’ve learned over the years that inspiration is not a force to be commanded. It is a whispering sigh from The Universe when it feels the need to create. I have been waiting almost a year for...
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Driving While Under the Influence of Memory
I spent the day in the mountains east of town. The fresh air was crisp in the Autumn sun. It moved through the treetops and scattered leaves like confetti. Under my feet, the ground crunched and sighed...
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Language of the Soul
I’ve been listening to a lot of music, lately. I like it because it speeds the day up. I spend 8-9 hours a day staring at a computer screen. Anything that will speed that time up helps. Anyway, I’ve...
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For Morgan, With Love
A little poem for my daughter: If I were a glow worm I’d sparkle in the night. Illuminating shadows With my natural light And if I were a caterpillar I’d soon turn out to be Pretty as the sunrise and...
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Pick Me!
This poem doesn’t follow a smooth pattern. May need some work… Mom and Dad took little Sue to see the little pups. They nibbled at her toes and hair, those silly little pups. Sleek and clean, their...
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The Alice Effect ~ Excerpts
….She popped the safety lid off and placed two pills in her hand. She tossed them in her mouth, swallowed a drink of water and shook two more out of the bottle. There was no hesitation this time; she...
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