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Morning Poem, November 21, 2017

  Outside my door the frost clings to limb and leaf To the grass and fenceposts In the morning sunlight all is shining white Only birds move, and they reverently In the frame of this perfect picture Their flight is … Continue reading

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evening post, November 20, 2017

On that clear November afternoon the autumn sunlight held the last hint of summer.   As he stood on the lawn, rake in hand, the day changed with the wind.  When the breeze coming off the mountain stiffened he could … Continue reading

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Laugh Out Loud Joy

Here is another one of the positive reviews of my novel Overtime: A Basketball Parable.   Overtime: A Basketball Parable is engrossing to read and rewarding to ponder. On the surface this is a simple story about a high school … Continue reading

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Book Giveaway

    Amazon is letting my last novel go for free from now until Monday.  You ought to click here and download the thing for free.  It’s a story about a high-school basketball coach, but it isn’t really a sports story.  This … Continue reading

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Book Giveaway

    Amazon is letting my last novel go for free from now until Monday.  You ought to click here and download the thing for free.  It’s a story about a high-school basketball coach, but it isn’t really a sports … Continue reading

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    In the morning rain the cyclist glides across the river bridge Dressed for the cold, lights blinking front and back. The moist air fills his lungs as he pushes, Hoping the traffic is light on this grey day … Continue reading

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Mid-day Post, October 29, 2017

    Every turn in the stream is a new world I marvel at the green and blue; water and sky And the young men that swing from dangling ropes Into the rushing current For a moment one body, tossed … Continue reading

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Eventide

  The tide pours into the flat, grassy sound like the whispering of angels. In the distance white birds drift and circle and drop into the tall grass, disappearing. The sky is quiet, too. The loud sun has fallen below … Continue reading

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morning poem, Oct. 19, 2017

  The rocking chair sits in the bright morning sun Its bare wood bleached by relentless summers It does not resist Even its stationary pose is restful In the sea breeze it totters slightly As if in memory of one … Continue reading

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Afternoon Post, Oct. 18, 2017

  In late afternoon, the declining sun shines across the water like a skater over ice.  The white foam on the breakers is incandescent and electric, brighter than all else around, catching the radiance at just the right angle.   The … Continue reading

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