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good morning moon – December 26
12.26 good morning moon shining through bare winter limbs to say hello. stark, clear, magical norman rockwell in brilliance, you greet us. the quiet before dawn speaks volumes. —————-
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opening to you – April 29
4.29.2014 opening to you listening for your voice silent as rain on my windows hushing as wind behind my eyes out of the corners. there. —————
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purple bells – July 17
7.17.2014 purple bells, waving wands, slender, strong silent voiced proclaiming with joy a summer’s day. ————–
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in the presence – March 15
3.15.2015 blazing orange pinks streak the eastern sky the light coming from a long distance untrammeled by city reverberations light pollutions car exhaust waves simply streaking while a half moon...
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a glimpse of light – November 22
11.22(8).2015 ducks quack sun low in the sky water falling into a leaf filled pool we walk into a dark tunnel of trees, our eyes wide and searching always searching for a glimpse of the light. ——————
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deep water – January 29
1.29.2016 long languid strokes stretch easy down the pool overhead pipe keeps the body in line through the scull. breathe. slow, steady unhurried. pace, pace, pause. let the mind drift while the...
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night quiet – April 2
4.2.2016 ringing ears or is it whistle electric screening white, green noise with its own colors and the dog walks in only to lie down before the whistling touches him the beep beep coffee’s ready...
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sabbath comes over me – April 8
4.8.2017 sabbath comes over me like a dream state sitting in the service eyes closed, soul at ease like a soldier at ease resting but alert open to what might come. my breathing softens. why this...
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spring yard work – May 9
5.9.2017 soil, mulch, deep string roots make up the work pacing, slow, steady not rushed is the flow spring gardening opening the body to another step with no have-to deadline; just an...
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I ran from my dream – May 30
5.30.2017 I ran from my dream frightened and denying the images of my mortality body withering skinnier each day the muscles outlined and my lover aware, that I thought I would have more time,...
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