Tag Archives: inspiration

Every Tree I Planted

.   I waited long, too long, it seemed And nothing came to flower My work, my passion and my dreams Were locked in some far tower . “Be brave, walk not by sight, but faith” At last, I finally heard … Continue reading

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The Plum Tree

The plum tree in our front yard was radically and inexpertly trimmed. In the summer, clear gobs of gelled sap Issued from its countless wounds like stationary tears. In winter it was naked and black and bent at cruel angles … Continue reading

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The Scent of the Blossoms

“I remember days that felt like it was raining daises.” John Sebastian “She’s a Lady”   The ancient shamans knew much more: That the year divides into more than four. There are seasons that the earth defines That live inside … Continue reading

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Afternoon Post, March 20, 2017

What follows is a first draft of a chapter in one of the novels I have underway.  The drafts for the other novel in progress (Working Title “Out in The Country”) are posted on a separate blog of the same … Continue reading

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Morning Poem, March 18, 2017

    I want to dive in to love. . Go back and find me the poems that moved my soul And let me sit with the girl who I was born to hold Once more I’ll go to those … Continue reading

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Morning Poem, March 17, 2017

    Its branches, brittle and brown, stretch up and flower out It looks like a giant shaving brush Dead now, among the dormant trees on the far lawn Here in the dead of winter . But I have seen … Continue reading

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Morning Poem, February 22, 2017

. In the warm, steady rain I look out and away Into mist and into grey . I remember old days When I walked in the rain Home from school and out to play . There is something beyond Where … Continue reading

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Epiphany

    When the rain stopped, the man walked out of the forest, out of the line of the winter-bare trees, and stood in the open with his cape around him.  At first I saw only his outline. It was … Continue reading

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Morning Poem, January 17, 2017

    How much is left unsaid How much misunderstood Are we apprehensive about things that never happened Nervous and misgiven about something That never crossed anyone else’s mind ‘ Then again, how much is hidden How far will one … Continue reading

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Morning Poem, December 28, 2018

  A Winter Dream   On a warm winter day Time went away And left me with hours To do as I may. . The sky was clear And the river was near And I pedaled for miles And I … Continue reading

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