Monthly Archives: September 2017

A SOFT DAY IN SCOTLAND

  It’s a soft day That’s what Grand Dad called misty days like this It’s a soft day from this hill where I stand The gray Church scolds me Next Sunday. I whisper Next Sunday. I want to roll down … Continue reading

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TONGUE

  She bites her tongue when she wants to speak her mind She’d like to pack a bag and just leave this all behind Fear is her companion and Anger is her child She’s lost her voice handcuffed her choice … Continue reading

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ANCIENT STONES

  My heart is ringed with Ancient Stones in two concentric circles One of large Sarsan Stone the other of smaller Bluestone. With each beat of my heart the Bluestones ring vibrating the three sounds of “Om” I am the … Continue reading

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THE NOTE

  Right now I wish I was in 3rd grade so I could pass you a note and tell you that I like like you My face would blush and I’d hold my breath as you read my words Right … Continue reading

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HOW TO FIX A BROKEN HEART

  I know you’ll deny it but I watched you knock it off its pedestal Now my heart lay in pieces on the ground I’m not shocked to find yours intact a scuff mark maybe Mine broke its fall You … Continue reading

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RAGTIME SOUL

  I have a ragtime soul With its ragged rhythm and syncopated beats a little out of step unexpected hard to dance to My strong bass notes anchor me and the chords on the weak beats let me fly I … Continue reading

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PAINTING YOU

  If I were Picasso I’d paint you blue with 2 mouths and no feet If I were Warhol I’d film you in black and white choking on Chicken Soup If I were Dali I’d paint you as you are … Continue reading

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THE ROAD BACK

The road back is battered by your slights and mangled by your insults Use care as downed wires could still be live I’ve been shocked more than once The road back is covered in my tears while drops of my … Continue reading

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COBBLESTONE HEART

My heart is lined with cobblestone streets. At night the clip clop of hooves and the wooden wheels of black buggies carry the dead bringing all my sins and mistakes and regrets to haunt my dreams. My heart is lined … Continue reading

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HOW TO SHAPE A HEART

Into your heart of fine grained red desert sandstone using a claw chisel a pointed chisel and a flat chisel I carved a Temple. When I was young I chiseled hearts of soapstone They are plentiful and easy to shape. … Continue reading

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