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Re-do

Posted on January 26, 2016 by labeak52

Looking again at last night’s poem, dashed off in a moment, I saw the possibilty of structure. Here it is again – redone: . I wake at midnight and open the window I know not why The scene is the … Continue reading →

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From Overtime

Posted on August 1, 2015 by labeak52

Here is an outake from my novel, Overtime. Another thing I see is this: one the other side of the far chain-link fence is a back yard.    There is nothing unusual about it.  It’s just a slope of grass dropping … Continue reading →

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Poem of the Day, August 1, 2015

Posted on August 1, 2015 by labeak52

It Is Always August It is always August. If time would stop, it would stand still Under the dog star Winter lingers, but all of that season is labor Boots, gloves, scarves and coats Off and on, on and off … Continue reading →

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morning poem, march 24, 2015

Posted on March 24, 2015 by labeak52

‘ The early light pours through every window And it bathes the Earth Drawing up every sleeping blade of grass And surrounding every twig of each heaven- pointing branch Still brittle from winter’s long death. Its pull is magnetic Summoning … Continue reading →

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midnight poem, march 18, 2015

Posted on March 18, 2015 by labeak52

. The cold blue stars set in the hard black sky The new wind sweeps off of the mountain. The street lamps paint each car yellow As it glides beneath Soundless, as if underwater. The snow and ice and rain … Continue reading →

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Midnight Hope

Posted on February 18, 2015 by labeak52

It’s late Late at night and late in life. There has been some success But not what you imagined No triumph No conquering No hero’s welcomes.   They may think they’ve won That my day is over. But Who would … Continue reading →

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