Tag Archives: family

Like Or Not

(for my father) I say ‘he’ when talking about both him and me. The one born to bear and the one known to know and a third similar to the sum of ‘we’. Can he describe the conflict he had … Continue reading

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That Time of the Year

  White chairs around a long table sat in every Thanksgiving shared like childhood was. Talk about tossing around old ways and habits like balls caught and dropped. Walls of shelves populated by books I wish someone had read besides … Continue reading

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Blanketed in Confetti

  The bald and bearded ocean cannot be traveled the way I am accustomed to traveling dragged by boots so I flew. A symphony composed itself in me as I couldn’t keep up not crushed but I was held close … Continue reading

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Tradition Turned Green

  Turns of screw learning humility building a tower talking with our own children charging lion shot age alters blood guardrail struck. Listen young one directionally exhausted bucketed water robs willing well drink til full run again aware flow maintained. … Continue reading

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Stones and Snapshots

  On top of a hill overlooking the confluence of two young rivers merging to endlessness So many photographs taken and lost who knows the cost of forgetting? The most colorful birds are found in the old cemetary rarely visited … Continue reading

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Heart’s Character

  My sister insists that she’s an artist canvasses in corners of every room finished, unfinished and forgotten. She paints because the surface of the moon wants to embrace the blue and gold of the harbor in her heart. My … Continue reading

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Admonitions

Before and after our stretch of tendencies surrounded by people, who can be depended on? The isolated actions strung along in a day can conjure no idea how they will add up. Will in some future of repetitions they hear … Continue reading

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