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These Smooth Stones (mumbling up a mountain)

Some people have dreams they can connect with. Some people have dreams shortly before they awake. Some people have dreams in the early morning light. Some people never thought it through until it was too late. Thanks to Weston and … Continue reading

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Father Father (and an old red barn)

This weekend I painted these words “Father Father Holy Father” and then I put them on the barn. Today I wrote a poem to go along side them— To go between the screws holding it to the barn— To go between … Continue reading

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Canyon Walls

  Staring at the canyon walls I speak into the fog bank A monk in a snowstorm A mansion on a emerald hill Talk of a takeover The crowd packs it up A thunderstorm brews on the horizon Your mother … Continue reading

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Good Morning

Cool winds, May morning, twittering House Finch, baby seed eaters, the need of black coffee, warmth of salty crunch, a soft song, gray skies seem blue to me, soreness in my bones, ache from the day before, toil and tear … Continue reading

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