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I’m Not Ready (I am ready)

I wrote this in a few minutes as I first listened to the new song Exit 353 by Damien Jurado.   i’m not ready for what you want of me. i’m not ready. i haven’t packed my stuff. i haven’t … Continue reading

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FireLight (fire in our soul)

FireLight 2015 was last night at Sweetwater Brewing Co. in Atlanta. Around 1000 folks came out to support the Georgia Conservancy Stewardship Trips Program. I am very thankful I could have such a key role in the evening. Thanks to … Continue reading

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Frog Lips (yellow butter drip)

they say im going in a new direction they say im a changin my ways but i dont feel no different im still blinded by the same haze so i might be leaving i might be leaving soon and youll … Continue reading

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Saturday Night – a poem

Your mind holds the truth, Your mind leads you astray. The sweetness of raw ripe fruit. Numbers clash and I smell metal. I make the rules but forget to follow. One drink earlier in the night. I see a garage … Continue reading

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Sitting In A Parking Lot On Moreland Avenue – A Poem

Yesterday I sat in a parking lot on the east side of Atlanta. I sipped coffee and made a list of things I needed in the store… and I wrote this on an old crumpled envelope:   Collector of words … Continue reading

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