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Tidying up the Place

This one from darker days… I am of No Place Sad Weak Sleep Have Wants Needs No One

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Talkin' with Dale

I saw him when I pulled into the parking lot. Outside smoking. Sitting in the shade alone, in the wheelchair. Shit, J didn’t tell me about this. We’ve been talking for weeks about him. His best friend. My buddy. About … Continue reading

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Embers

The embers in my heart still smoldering Waiting for ignition As fuel for my fire your breath your heat Waiting to be Rekindled

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Leftovers

still a friend whispered vision not yet lathering her in his raw sweating man ness

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I Thought

I thought people could: Accept me Accept my faults Accept my strengths Accept friendship Accept caring Accept kindness I thought people would: Have compassion Act with integrity Be kind Be considerate Be honest Not take me out of context ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ … Continue reading

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Something on My Fridge

Some years ago I bought a box of magnetic poetry. Standard version. Lots of fun. Could always tell if one of the kid’s friends had been in the house by what was left there. Oh MY, LOL! Still, I can … Continue reading

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on toys

I’m a feminist if you want to throw a label on me. I’m bi, but I have purposefully excluded that fact from my profile. Because I don’t want to be someone’s fantasy. I have pulled that picture of my ass. … Continue reading

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Tears of Rage

Pre-meditation daze before I knew I was not crazy. I find interesting my choice of words knowing virtually nothing of meditation techniques, or BEing, or disconnecting…..At the time I wrote this I was enrolled in the class and was due … Continue reading

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Carousel of Time

In less than two weeks my oldest will turn 26. Imagine that. How the heck did it happen? He’s done good for himself. Parents are only a foundation, a base. As parents, we can’t take all the credit. To do … Continue reading

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Nine Days of Solitude

Starting Monday I’ll be back on the prairie in SE Colorado. Hot sun, fresh air and wildflowers galore. The antelope are fat and sassy, ready to drop their babies into the long grasses. There’s an owl in my barn with … Continue reading

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Walls

Pain and sorrow flow rivers of blood from crevices in the walls Sticky footprints trail behind Voices in the walls wail anger and hurt echo in my mind The walls confine shackle me a prisoner Dark stains fade leaving faint … Continue reading

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Protection

And the subject of that first meeting/date. That’s generally coffee, beer or food in a very public place for me. And usually a place of my choosing. Good, sound advise, right? I’m always on the order of 15-20 minutes early. … Continue reading

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Release

Some days sadness weighs heavily on mind and in my soul. The impending loss of a friend to cancer. Poverty. Starving children. Death of the sons and daughters of war. There are other days. Like today. In the park. Watching … Continue reading

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I give up

Fucking fine. Be that way. My alter ego Suzelle, smacked me upside the head this morning. Then she drug my sorry ass along with my bad attitude outta work, threw me in the car & made me stop for ice … Continue reading

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Sealed

Inside the doors are sealed to love Inside my heart is sleeping Inside the fingers of my glove Inside the bones of my right hand Inside it’s colder than the stars Inside the dogs are weeping Inside the circus of … Continue reading

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