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Haunted

I came to the desert, to find the ghosts here were not mine. The streets were pure, the sand bleached clean. Too soon I watched the lighthouse crumble, as I walked a street strewn with red feathers. Clockwork scorpions crawled … Continue reading

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Victims together

I saw marks on her legs, knew I was not alone. Too dull blades birthing bright blood, checkerboard scars on dull pale flesh. Moans, once cries, now sanitized to hide forced shame.

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Breakers at Westport

This is a repost from my blog, “Great” Thoughts. Line after frothy line, Rank after foamy rank, Armies from over the distant horizon Storming the beach Charging ashore, advancing  then retreating Only to advance again and again A little farther each time before … Continue reading

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Soul Speak

Soul Speak Tell me of your deepest yearnings And need to feel you’re not alone Trust me with memories you treasure Have patience when I take that tone And Wish for me all lifes goodness Few tears that sting like … Continue reading

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By a Thread

Watch the spider hang Precariously alone Far from home, its web On a single thread No control of wind and rain Blown by a dark storm Raindrops creating black holes Tears the fragile web Which keeps secure the spider The … Continue reading

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not everything needs a name

meet me at the river after the flooding has passed, the muddy banks, virgin once again we will watch the sunset the ducks heading to shore as the waves turn purple and pink let us have a tea party with … Continue reading

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Three Poems of Spring

Leaving Work In February Dark skies and headlights  no longer mark existence in Five O’clock World. ******* Naked Limbs Even under a blanket of clouds Daylight is unmistakable. Naked limbs are silouettes Stark against a pink horizon. ******* The Stage Still Winter holds the … Continue reading

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