Tag Archives: memory

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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Hideous is a Word

Hideous is a word reserved for the kind of beauty seen only by experience when it comes you endure the scraping of what you are on what you were. Rubbing my scalp and hamstrings playing through my kitchen’s air appropriate … Continue reading

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Time Shrieks

The ball is hit to centerfield and I run for it. My eyes bounce up and down in my confidence. The runner on first is rounding second bass. Time shrinks and expands and so do I. What effect does pressure … Continue reading

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What I Saw and Heard

After waking from honeyed sleep swelling and sparse like the tides left in a pool of deep from-ness – a drop is a drop is a drop the swift imaginer was prompted by the quiet lack of statement on a … Continue reading

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When Time Comes Back

Earless dogs were barking outside, east, west, north and around the suburban corner. He put down with a woody thud a freshly brewed cup of Kona. Swirling were distended arms and legs of creamy effort to reverse time. Nothing could … Continue reading

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No News Like the Past

As I age I get younger find my pockets heavy with sand writing on the back of a guitar strung with chords from every rhyming year, decade, numinous day and resonating night with scattered premonitions in the twinkling beads of … Continue reading

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Unfinished

At midnight without a moon the roses sting and scent and tempt the bees that are missing now no one knowing why. I look through my glasses to see verses smooth in the distance craggy close some lines rejected or … Continue reading

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