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the window
i had a friend…intensely dear…who would wax poetic about the aftertaste of mocha, latte, and anything amaretto. she did not like coffee, she would proclaim, but the taste was a mnemonic link with her past. so she drank it, gulped … Continue reading
prelude to a promise
Though snow cover the whole world white and death descend on the land like night this season will pass ‘neath a coming storm to wake us anew in a heavenly form…
questions in the dark
when I was twenty-three, I thought life was chocolate cake… yet so many sobering faces confronted me from the crowd that lived the longest- no sunshine in their veins, nor smiles in the topo lines etched in flesh their passing like the scent of a … Continue reading
looking up…not down
when the mud is so thick and the world is so cold look to the heavens to that city of Gold, your reward awaits you for all those long nights you prayed for a miracle for wrongs to become rights, … Continue reading
you capture my mood
you capture my mood you capture my sun so sorrow surrenders another day dissipating droplets from finger-limbs the rails will rust through another rain and tears will wash away in the torrent as you capture my breath as you capture my wish and … Continue reading
in the void of time
the world is cold, and unafraid, but that world won’t let you go the weight of my hands on this clod of dirt as i stand before your throne it’s not the Hill of Tara nor a piece of my … Continue reading
you are tempting, tasty, and true
you are tempting, tasty, and true on a lightly toasted bun or another kind of one flat or crispy… you…you tickle my tongue licking my lips you are better than pastry better than bread butter in a stick or in … Continue reading
a tornado comes to Garrett Hill
gray outstretched arms waving without and within, a song sent over the ridge ridge-crest-covering crescendo, ripping siding from wall-sides snapping the breath from my dried lips… face to the ground, face to the ground……. a glob of bright red acrylic … Continue reading
Rebirth
where men worked tired hours weight of the years digging shovels bigger than city houses only the dust of history remains. where lunchboxes sat in the windy sun, a grey soil remains, a mineral face. it whistles like a piper’s … Continue reading
Posted in Life, Photography, Poetry
Tagged lakes, Life, nature, Ohio, photography, poetry, reclamation
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Turn Right At The Sign of The Dead Raccoon
she turned to look me square in the eye… “you best be going off on this road” and pointing to the map, there sitting in my lap why, this is the story she sowed… “turn right at the … Continue reading
Posted in Life, Poetry
Tagged Life, maps, misadventure, Mountains, narrow roads, poetry, potholes, Potts Mountain
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