Moving
Quzzical sparrows
And rusting wheel barrows
All roped into service
By the old whirling dervish
Atleast so it seems
As the uphostry goes flying
Out through the window
And into the waiting
Van out below
For another long round trip
To the waiting home
To where we wish to go.
Monday, December 06, 2004
Fatherhood
I am carrying the torch you Handed me Not handed. Placed Carefully This is sacred space. Was the carrying so heavy for you as well? Were yo...
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She shares the blame For Adam's fall So secure, attractive Brilliant in a certain view The essence of Enlightenment I see her raise her ...
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Final Thoughts From an AGM You want to mess with me? I can take you down a notch Spill the beans I’ll spill your blood Tooth for tooth, splo...
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Standing on a Hillside Sometimes you look back on where you have been Past the cloud-fluffy daffodils bobbing and green Through the deep dar...
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