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Monthly Archives: June 2014
Musing on a Street Symphony
Rumble, rattle and groan The box cars and the bridge Compose a symphony Sweet reverberations Echoing down the street Canopied by the trees Each box car plays its part Wears anonymous art From city to city A free show on … Continue reading
Musing on the Arhythm of the Falling Rain
Drip, drip, plunk Drip, plunk, plunk Full of junk Full of gunk The eaves are in strife Full of last year’s life Rain’s rhythm is playing Plunking eaves are grating Who will clean the eaves Who will stop this please … Continue reading
Ode to a Young Hop Plant
Seven leaves and two tendrils Brave the fence line teeming with Untamed vines, volunteer trees and Voracious weeds. Beyond all conceivable Reach, the summitted realm of the rusted fence Barren and bitterly cold even in the morning Sun waits for … Continue reading
A Valediction Forbidding Self-Awareness
Waking in the Dark. I awoke and as usual grabbed a pair of black shorts in the dark. No one could see me fumbling around naked in the dark looking for the black shorts. I clumsily put them on and … Continue reading
Posted in Freedom, Personality
Tagged center of attention, indifference, introversion, notice, oblivian, personal growth, physicality, self-awareness, spatial awareness
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Musing on Someone Else’s Feet
Clumped at the bottom of the rusty Sieve, next to the unwashed cleaver, deprived of life affirming Collagen, the declawed chicken feet Linger limply on, the last of their Pungent poultry odor clinging closely by. Reminiscences of chicken soup for … Continue reading
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Tagged chicken feet, chicken soup, cleaver, collagen, gizzard, musing, pebbles, poetry, soul
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