Category: Poetry

  • The Hunt

    She arranged her breasts as offerings to the night: Lifting and presenting them in lacy cups And set out to stir the sauce. Salty and thick, some wine for headiness, she added oregano and took out the no. She was going hunting. The prey was so beautiful: curved and elegant, haunches still young, and eyes,

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  • I am waiting

    I am waiting for the sound of my front gate And the thump of the newspaper on the wet stone. I am waiting for the second love bird to sing back to his partner While they bathe in the still water fountain out back. I am waiting for the slow grinding of the day to

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  • Take a look around you

    Take a look around you

    Stop, look and listen. Remember when we heard those words as kids? Very Buddhist of our parents and Captain Kangaroo.The day passes before we have even put our finger down on the earth. The night passes much more slowly. There are so many people to tell that you love them and so few to hate .Look

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  • Winter Storm in California

                                                                                      Winter Storm The gray sky sat on The meadow Angry it was still green. It appeared The grass was shrinking Frightened by the rage Of the sky And lacking its history.

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  • Thinking of Summer

    Summer Place Hot thick fog off the coast seeps into the family Summering there and the members become Unstable like swollen insects filled with blood not their own. The bitter savors the sweet. The halls echo a time you want to bring back. There are photographs of a family On the mantle and no one

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  • Christmas Eve

    Things I am thankful for: my children my Rosie my well-being growth(though unfortunately not in height!) opportunities love and friendship California being able to pay my bills giving away money giving away love not looking back trying to look back when reversing in my car! cozy beds oatmeal bacon the sight of the water early

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  • My Madrid Man

    My Madrid Man

    so I met this guy in Madrid  and asked if I could take his picture. He smiled as if he did this all the time and posed against his car. I really liked this guy as he was so comfortable with himself. He lived in a town where everyone was a little unusual but I

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  • Braid

    Braid

    Sometimes I wonder what my braid looks like and so I had a friend take a picture of it. I was surprised to see there were some gray hairs running through it. I have no idea why this surprised me as I am 60 and should have a few gray hairs. When my mother got

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  • What’s Important

    The morning coffee the affection of dogs sunshine honesty paying your bills especially when the payee needs the money breathing remembering to breathe smiling making others smile being truthful being faithful taking yourself out to where you want to go knowing where you want to go admiring other people who are smarter than you admiring

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