I sat today, no matter who I am, In time when 25 minutes seemed Like five. I jounsed my adversaries, Lack thereof focus, money pre- Occupation, more than language Than speech could understand. Yesterday, without asking My teacher, not spoken in months, Helped me remove stain on men’s Separation, deliverance of divorce For eachContinue reading “Softly Meditation”
Monthly Archives: September 2018
Arthritic Wires Cut My Tongue
This grave morning Wires cut the bottom Of my mouth, tongue Rasping into silence Another look at unreality Suppose you cut my Mouth with scissors, razor Bones, jagged with points Broken into soft flest Cannot lift tongue with muscle Torn into little pieces, no This is real, you cannot Feel, yes I can in doubleContinue reading “Arthritic Wires Cut My Tongue”
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Christmas Concerto
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Storey of Christmas Concerto
My Memories of California and the Divorce, We walked orange orchards two blocks away From our home on Teechoe Road, in Ojai A little town defined by oranges. I could walk Below Coastal Range Mountains, Walking groves Of Old Man Biggs, owner, richest man in midway Town. He owned that ranch where orange groves GrewContinue reading “Storey of Christmas Concerto”
Food to Think
Whirring exhausted, perhaps Colder air seeps to winter, After autumn, as I soar up Into mire of food, then I realize I can’t necessarily control my Fix, what’s required into light Of pasta day, will I return again, Sugar, too much one donut, Is it better for me with Health, who’s counting, knees Wanting less toContinue reading “Food to Think”
Writing the Figures of Life
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Days with Mom and Daughter
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So my old friends can decide what is good for me and such as I am I will not listen. I am a big man and women are my friends. Most men can’t say this, but I can. I have always had a loving and caring…
Days with Mom and Daughter
So, my old friends can decide what is good for me and such as I am, I will not listen. I am a big man and women are my friends. Most men can’t say this, but I can. I have always had a loving and caring man inside–now outside, because I have been just likeContinue reading “Days with Mom and Daughter”