My name with foul insinuation's tarred

By people who seek easy victims meek

To charge with crimes in public. Life is marred

And razed for me. Now, everywhere I seek,

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I picture enemies in friends I knew

Before this whole fiasco. Do they now

Believe tho…

I unlocked my deadbolt and pushed the oak door open. I walked through the kitchen, grabbing a soda, and moved beyond it, massaging my temple. Then I stood stock still. The motorbike was there, parked on my dining room table. That, of all the things th…

I'll never know how you could build this gate:

This time and place and structure to explore

A valley that exists behind my pate

Uncanny in new ways I can't ignore.

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I gaze at the horizon--distant, pale

I wonder at the 'hemoths on the coast

I tread wi…

I reach. I fumble. My fingers renew their acquaintance with that smooth black stone of yesteryear. I remember the knit cap, with Donald Duck on it, and gasp in wonder. How have you been, old friend, old chronicle, old heart? The rhetorical echoes send…

As I tromp through the woods in Lincoln, I can smell the deep green and hear the crackle of burnt red pine needles. I can barely make out the path anymore. It's been decades since my last visit. I remember the taste of the frigid bottle of grape soda I al…

I'm dancing with you, hands together, your hand on my waist, slowly turning in the room that is in a misty dream in my mind. Finally, we're dancing together. I bury my face in your shoulder and neck and kiss you, cherishing this vision. I hear violins and…

I will figure it out. I'm applying my best thoughts to it every day.

It happened three days ago. By the end of the week, I'll have it.

I need to take this opportunity to set my thoughts down now, while the house is quiet and the cicadas are thrumming th…

The art of dance is the art of the fall.

It's the trace of your face as you race down the hall

In grace you may trip, you may flip, dancers all

Though I never shall reach you, I'll turn when you call

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Locomotion may carry you down the canal

Past esop…

I think it was the protractor that first caught my attention. Not many of my team of friends in the Roleplayers' Club are that engrossed in nostalgia for where they come from, as it's so much better here. And those who do keep souvenirs with them usuall…

It was the smell of geraniums that called it to mind again after all these years. My kid had picked a handful for me. I got a whiff of them and the years peeled back.

I had to water the garden, and I loved the geraniums best. I sang to them, I read them…

We are grommets along the edge of an old drawstring tucker.

You on one far edge and I, the other.

At first, though, we were close, were we not?

Life gathered fold upon fold and we together held in all the murky contents,

the feelings, the memories, the f…

Sheridan lay on the hill amidst the sound of crickets and cicadas, the recently mown grass pricking through his T-shirt, and pointed upwards at the clear black sky.

The heavens shone down upon the lad, matching the intensity of his gaze. He could always c…

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The cars soon sensed their venerable cable

Was slipping in its grip, as sky turned pitch.

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The wind began to shriek, the cars to pitch.

The rain prepared to rip them from their height

And from their apathetic, beaten cable

Which shone, revealed, by f…

From peak to lodge, too tightly stretched the cable;

It glinted in the dying light of fall-

Fresh sunset. The lone worker doused the light;

As stars appeared, wind moaned in its deep pitch,

With breath of ice. And in that lofty height,

The string of cars …

Dear!

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You're so eloquent as you improvise in song

A rivulet of notes with the flotsam of your thoughts

Drifting down the forest path

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I follow your stream, my feet stumbling

Over hidden roots among orange leaves.

Your tune runs in counterpoint to ano…

I am blissful, at peace.

I have worked for so long to achieve this state.

I know I had my personal problems before, but I have wrestled with them and I am doing better.

I hurt people. I didn't do it on purpose, and I have tried to make amends.

I have sa…