The cycle revolves Because I turn the pedals: A matter of choice. 4 October 2009
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Windy night Windy mind What is the wind but thoughts That restlessly wander? They come all in one night Seeking the attention Denied them on…
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Comments closedOf the rain we dodged the showers But not that of the acacia flowers. As we dined I picked them out of my wine, But…
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Comments closedThe space at Gig is simple, unadorned save for a dozen guitars that hang just inside the door, filling a small wall. The guitars tell…
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Comments closedTwo roosters crow across the meadow. In my room: the sound of my eyes blinking. Redundant voices carry an obvious message; The clearing of vision…
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Comments closedAutumn descending: Mist pulls leaves from the branches, Gently reminding. (Meanwhile, I pick plums.) 10 September 2008
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Comments closedThe sun comes late to Mendocino: Stumbling in over the mountains Seeking therapeutic waters. It hovers over the Pacific, Contemplating, perhaps, a bath drawn too…
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Leave a CommentThey built a highway coast to coast, East to west all the way: Then they scrapped it, Crumpled it, And tried to bury it at…
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