Tag Archives: cycling

Morning Poem, October 21, 2016

  Friendship When the world lied to me As it always does You stood and told the truth And told me who I was.     When the world left me alone As it ever will You were there to … Continue reading

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Night Song

    Can I soar again? I had forgotten so much When strength returns it is almost strange I had carried water and wood And stayed the course and paid the dues I never let go, I never let loose … Continue reading

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night poem, October 19, 2016

    The warm nights in late summer When no one seemed to need sleep We drove out the county road To the falls of the river And waded beneath And climbed onto And sat on the great stones In … Continue reading

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afternoon poem, October 19, 2016

    On top of the hill Overlooking the town The trees are all golden All scarlet and brown   The highways look busy The stores and the churches The oaks and the maples The elms and the birches   … Continue reading

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Voices XIII

    I believe that Jesus died for me.  I do.  Have since I was a kid, really.  All except for those first few years when I started getting drunk.  Then I didn’t believe anything.  Everybody knows that I still … Continue reading

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voices XI

    I had not been in a good fight for fifty years.  Last time was at the YMCA in town.  A guy who fought all over town who I knew I could take.  James Randall.  He talked a big … Continue reading

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Evening Poem, October 16, 2016

    Day fades to twilight The sky powder blue The trees drop their hands The roadways empty   Boil the teapot And load the stove with kindling Find the old poetry books And leave the window open Just a … Continue reading

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afternoon poem, October 16, 2016

The old wooden bench In front of the school Has seen summer and winter Spring and fall, too.   It has seen hearts be broken And a nation united It’s seen days of glory And young folks excited.   It … Continue reading

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mid-day poem, October 15, 2016

    At the top of the hill my legs are aching As I begin the drop I click five times And find the highest gear and begin to roll   The old, white farmhouse on my right Was once … Continue reading

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Evening Post, October 12, 2016

Blogging changes one’s perspective.  I can dash off a poem at ten in the morning and within twenty minutes it will have been read by maybe hundreds of people, lots of whom are in very far-away places.  I’ve got regular … Continue reading

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