Category: daily life
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Conversation with a dying cypress
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On the day before the longest night before the earth tilts back towards sun you walked high ground of cypress swamp among trunks stripped bare of green of fern, of leaf and vine You stood and asked questions of a dying cypress its root mound raised up on one side as if years ago it…
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Chatting at Pump #7
While pumping gas on a cold evening a man appears out of no where on gas pump TV. He starts up a conversation, offers me any size drink in a Polar Cup that’s guaranteed to keep my drink colder longer for only seventy-nine cents. I mutter who wants a cold drink on a cold day?…
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When it rains, it pours
To the smiling little girl with blonde pigtails all tied up in red ribbons, wearing a bright yellow dress, cute little white socks, patent-leather shoes to match her daddy’s big black umbrella and a container of salt under her arm – this morning, when skies broke open and poured on the roofs, in the yards…
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fireside
Late last night, after two days of rain a friend came by to build a fire and talk around your new fire pit Wet wood won’t burn so you add charcoal fluid paper scraps and old cardboard Hoping a fire will catch and burn water and sap sizzle and pop flames dance and smoke rise…
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12/14
weekend roof rain rattle gutter pipe gurgle wet tire distant drone too wet for birds mantra it’s okay, go back to sleep 12-14-19
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Presidential primary races
Pawing at the starting gate waiting for the bell the snap of the gate The run to rail Huge hearts bursting hooves pounding down the stretch a race to the front Jockeys stand in stirrups one horse stumbles another one falls the pile grows Jockeys flung headlong mud hoof prints on silk blood on a…
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Insomnia
In the middle of the night it is worse – everything is quiet you feel rain on the roof smell dry leaves rustle in trees hear musty spores propagate in the yard outside your door You sit on the edge of your bed trying to calm the swirling feels that keep you awake at night…
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Day 342 of 2019
In the quietude of morning autumn sleeps in and waits for the sun to chase the dew Birds and reptiles are lethargic squirrels sleep in ’til noon Dog walkers have no choice but to walk their furry masters Cat lovers let their cats outside and crawl back under blankets Video gamers are just going bed…
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Rush Hour on Garner’s Ferry Road
Rush hour traffic driving east to west siren and blue lights race west to east pull over and let them pass Two blocks further another siren and blue lights race west to east pull over and let them pass At the bottom of the hill screaming blue lights perform a Starsky and Hutch fishtail race…
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Alchemy of a Dream
Standing outside a large room waiting to be called When your name is called you step inside the whole room applauds Suddenly, you don’t want to be there because you know You know who is not there and they are more deserving of accolades You step outside sit on a bench and dream You wake…
