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Through the Tall Wooden Door

Through the Tall Wooden Door

Through the tall wooden door she leaves one realm and enters another, turning the nob, stepping into dawn’s light, streetlights yet lit, half-moon lingers. The sun hovers above horizon, a mirage, holy light, appears with early morning dog walkers. Icicles break free...
The Hawk in Silence

The Hawk in Silence

The hawk in silent majesty soars in moments of simplicity as the snowman slumps near sidewalks trampled by dirt while last week’s slick ice apologizes its long departure but the willows stop weeping as all day and all night the sky works to bring this morning’s marvel...
On Saving Stories

On Saving Stories

This is the last birthday we all had with Pops. His own pops made it to 62, and his mother and brother to 80. He was sure he wouldn’t make it past the mark of his 8th decade, but he kept going and going seven more years. It was a miracle. I do believe all our days...
Listen Wait Putter Putz

Listen Wait Putter Putz

I open my eyes and wonder what Words await while the sound of rain on the porch roof catches me by surprise. Listen, wait, putter, putz. The open umbrella left to dry billows like a chest taking in air. I inhale, exhaling as the truck idles beside the sidewalk out...
To Hope

To Hope

I sometimes forget about you You are abstract Love has it so much better Doesn’t she? But who is Love Without you? We can see Love In her eyes In her smiles In her tears We can’t see you But Hope seen Is not Hope! Love needs you, Hope Don’t disappear...

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