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Matt’s Rancho Martinez
I was sitting at Matt’s Rancho Martinez outside Dallas. I caught the blurr of a waiter zooming by with shots on his tray. It’s a loud place – reminds me of the echoing noise of my grade school gymnasiums I guess. … Continue reading
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The Passenger
Was it frightening when I went away? I miss you, when I used to know you. “I suppose. Were your journeys difficult? Because I’m still here…climbing, and I miss you too.” I would often scan the signalling stars and wish … Continue reading
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Darkness Longs for Its Shadow
I find myself in darkness now…and it’s here I wish to linger. Darkness, an old friend who listens to my enlightening stories with a sardonic grin and small dagger that he slowly but deftly twirls in his fingers. He knows … Continue reading
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In an Instant
Merciful pain reveals to you that the ghosts of those you love are real, and those departed you thought were real, …never were. Do not unhand your own self-awareness to take the hand of a divinely bestowed beloved For God takes … Continue reading
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The Noisy Ones
With little heed to the sanctity of silence, morning is maddened Everything howls and screeches Barks on queue Little fish flip themselves through the surface, seeking water striders, unaware bees wings buzz tiny vortexes Cows moan across the lake in … Continue reading
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Everything is Becoming
We are left in the once lost values of solitude and aloneness, that we might see both the multitudes and Singularity in a single glance of paradoxical beauty. Gibran says, “Sadness is a wall between two gardens…” Perhaps it is one wall, in one … Continue reading
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Social Media and Literary Dalliance
Words. Those damned words. They pour through me like grains of sand from the womb of the writers mind to the readers heart… and the hourglass is turned again. Another hour passes With the passing hand. Wee hours spent in … Continue reading
story of you (auto-writing on the tracks)
The story of you is mentioned in A polished mirror My story is the collision of what I say and what you hear My expanding wasteline is filled with regrets And fallen rose petals I am just words. Poorly … Continue reading
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The Phoenix
I remember being so madly in love. I look into the images of the past and I realize that we can never go back. Loving someone so deeply – dislodges and slips away into heaven by the divine inhale. We turn … Continue reading
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