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Quiet Walk

    On our quiet walk, we found this in a little old English church. We instantly forgot the world and our troubles. Ann and I stumbled upon an old English church while walking the old English countryside in a … Continue reading

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Babbling Brook: Babbling minds

  Babbling Brook Babbling Minds A Fontanelle  Babbling brook, babbling minds, Life is rushing by, “Hurry, hurry, try keeping up, Don’t get too cozy in your nook;” Then pause to enjoy the land Slow your mind, talk to me, Listen … Continue reading

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The Shadow Cast Is Long

  The Shadow Cast Is Long The shadow cast is long, He haunts my every step, He echoes what’s in my heart… He matches each footstep. Oh, he may fade in time, When I grow into my strength, And your … Continue reading

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There Is Always Morning

  There Is Always Morning RE: There is always morning: –Gabriel Garcia Marquez. In his farewell re his lymphatic cancer (i.e., his last words to his public), he writes to the effect that If God forgot…(i.e., gave him more time), … Continue reading

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Rat-a-tat-a-tat

  Rat-a-tat-tat Rat-a-tat-tat – Rat-a-tat-rat-tat! The uzi fills the wall with pock holes Poc-poc-poc-poc Little children too small and low to be hit They duck and tremble, mute with fear The old lady’s face freezes on an expression of terror, … Continue reading

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Get Him Outta Here: Please!

  Get Him Outta Here Get him outta here. Get him out. He’s disrupting my party, He’s no fun. Make him run. Go on, get him outta here. The intruder heckled harder, He fought tooth and nail, For every laser … Continue reading

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My Mornings

    My Mornings My mornings are for writing. That’s my time to ‘sing.’ Coffee cup in hand, ideas fill my head, Take my place at keyboard… Fully fresh and thinking, Before sidetracking Causes sudden sinking Of inspiration’s call… When … Continue reading

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