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~Above and Beyond~

~We read about and are preached to about acceptable losses, reasonable expectations, necessary prevention, raids and incursions, looking at the big picture.  These and many other clichés are used regularly to justify the bombing of cities, the slaughter of innocents.  … Continue reading

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~eyes o’ wonder/line of sight~

~these eyes have watched~ ~the spring grass blowing~ ~they have tossed~ ~& turned the clouds of afternoon~ ~into images of~ ~summer on the way~ ~we are passing~ ~we are going~ ~& the zephyr it is blowing~ ~it is gentle~ ~in … Continue reading

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~Insomuch as I am Able

Insomuch as I am able and ever bent to stand I will sing a song of children what they may say with eyes and tiny hands touching goodness and wellness a solid stand of days Insomuch as I am able … Continue reading

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~for madmen only~

~woke up in the morning~ ~got up off my back~ ~hungry for that woman~ ~woman wearing black~ ~her labyrinth of chaos~ ~dark suffering & pain~ ~freedom is death experience~ ~magick blood & rain~ ~for madmen only ~ninety & nine~ ~ah … Continue reading

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{Christmas story excerpt from the novel, Momma’s Rain}

~lo he has no wings~ ~they whisper in the dark~ ~ghosts & flying things~ ~the arrow finds its mark~ ~children & dark angels~ Winter 1960 – 1961 Denver, Colorado The cold November wind blew through the holes in my jeans … Continue reading

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~a window & chalice & key~

~there is no recipe for love~ ~when it starts & what it does~ ~unique & specifically wonderful~ ~it creates a glow within~ ~that reaches out to transcend our being~ ~we may see through the eyes of another what it means … Continue reading

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~Haunting Me~

~my sons’ guitars~ ~play through me in waves~ ~they are my life quest~ ~our music~ ~making more of me than I am~ ~feels pretty damned good~ ~just for a minute~ ~seems like everything is okay~ ~then I come back to … Continue reading

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