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Belief or non-belief, Green is gone to brown logs Down on Turtle creek, So what? I sit before light Writing poems about my life, Some brave soul, my dear wife Dear ever, I don’t care if she Is Jealous, overlooks, my sarcasm Cynical mind, my soul is brave, Yet together we must leave, We won’tContinue reading “There is Another Mention”

Library talks like afternoon Fall leaves rustle delight Spatter talk, librarian teaching Her positions of books Music of copy machine, Sings like zither, harp, accordian Designed in bellows muffeled, Sally into THE HELP JESUS WISDOM Buddha, some 500 Years before, books name Andrew Wyatt, Allen Ginsberg William Shakespeare; librarian Chatter near the door, direction ToContinue reading “I Sit Quietly”

“Poetry is the first and last of all knowledge…” “the spontaneous of powerful feelings…” Consciousness is Personal Poetry, Short Essays, Short Fiction, “Poetry is the overflow of powerful emotion recollected in tranquility.” “the language of Prose may yet be well adapted to Poetry” Preface to The Lyrical Ballads. William Wordsworth — Read on writingandthefiguresoflife.blog/

When I moved here, some 24 years ago, I had no Idea of the glorious little Turtle Creek that often rushed through the south, and a bit east. There was a mystery in the sound of spring peepers out east. There were high pitched little creatures in April, but I thought since age

It’s cold, hot, cold again Medically–drink lots of fluids Don’t call in the morning

So, withheld not, but given She takes her husband To little gym, linger they both Below the fig tree, Zachariah, Meant for another chapter In the Lord’s stones of life So the this short namesake Man did climb tree to see our Lord Pass bye, said to our Lord, “I give One half To poor,Continue reading “There is Love in Baroque”

Oh pure son of Abraham, your place set In Heaven, you gave this day, man of taxes Sinner of one half your riches, then four Times, what you have stolen, as this child, Boy gave his life, now is clean in Jesus, Christ our Lord has given this boy, man Simple ignorance made clean, heContinue reading “Zacchaeus Innocent”

I am moral man, and years of suffering brought me to this realization

Simple–I ask for a gift or two, and surprises, with new behaviors–my wife says, “Don’t go looking for a fight!” She’s right. I usually meander through conversations, not thinking much about what I say–not thinking of more or less as my friend Mel says of my life now, “Let God do the heavy lifting.” SoContinue reading “Harmony with 10 Days to Christmas”

There was nothing–I had three degrees, BA, MA, and Ed.S. with no meaning. The day before I’d resigned my TA in a fourth degree program from another Prestigious University. I had a penchant for good schools, and I’d drunk my way through each degree I earned. That, and I smoked a small ton of pot.Continue reading “I “Git Sober” the Hard Way.”