Tag Archives: dying

Poem: Slow it Down

Posted on March 7, 2013 by

I had a teacher once, who was a student, she made my wise words into fool’s errands. When I looked into what she reflected I saw how I was nothing more than a child wearing my grandfather’s clothing, pretending to … Continue reading →

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Saying Yes to Love

Posted on January 24, 2013 by

And the thing with love is that you have to be willing to not know what the hell you are going to do about it…. You just need to be willing to say yes. And what scares people away from … Continue reading →

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Poetry: Crescendo, a life played by piano

Posted on January 5, 2013 by

The season of Fall soars nowhere, grey doesn’t speak in colors, ravens gather indecisively. It can feel like that sometimes…until the light comes Light, is the warm voice of our restless sun. Like the fiery speech of a dancer’s body. … Continue reading →

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Choose Love

Posted on January 2, 2013 by

I’ve got a thing that never goes away.  It knows no sabbatical.  It has tenure.  It is like a heartbeat.  No matter what the rest of me is doing, it is lub dubbing, thump thumping, away. It doesn’t matter what … Continue reading →

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Silent Bird

Posted on October 7, 2012 by

The leaves trickle trail, trickle trail to the ground, windmill wandering seeking their final rest.  Wet.  Everything is wet from the nights unexpected downpours.  As I drive by the creek with my daughter the creek shows it’s swollen cheeks.  The … Continue reading →

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Sunday Catch Up

Posted on April 22, 2012 by

Sunday Morning.  I slept inside last night, it was raining.  So, I am here on the couch looking at the wet leaves.  It is Sunday morning, which means the kids go back to their mom’s house tomorrow for the next … Continue reading →

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From Awakening to Substantiation

Posted on November 15, 2011 by

What I do is find myself in the center.  I don’t look for me where I am not.  I find me.  I become located through misdirection, running into myself.  Life points me back to myself, whenever I go looking elsewhere. … Continue reading →

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