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Learning To Dance

Posted on September 9, 2021 by labeak52

When Wendell Douglas come back from the war he looked to be about a foot taller.  He’d volunteered as soon as he was of age and shipped out right before the Allies took the beaches in Normandy.  He didn’t see … Continue reading →

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Afternoon Post, August 5, 2021

Posted on August 5, 2021 by labeak52

When Wendell Douglas come back from the war he looked to be about a foot taller.  He’d volunteered as soon as he was of age and shipped out right before the Allies took the beaches in Normandy.  He didn’t see … Continue reading →

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Morning Poem, April 28, 2021

Posted on April 28, 2021 by labeak52

First thing I hear is the sound of a train Did it wake me? I know its route It comes out of the south Will it take me? It bellows and moans, like a calf in pain.

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Evening Poem, March 25, 2021

Posted on March 25, 2021 by labeak52

. At twilight the great birds gather In the naked sycamores Their black wings rasping as they move From branch to branch Now they lift slowly As if through water Their wing whispers multiplied Wild and magical sound of blessing … Continue reading →

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Morning Post, February 17, 2021

Posted on February 17, 2021 by labeak52

Remember snow days when we were kids?  While it was still dark Mom or Dad would crack the bedroom door and say ‘You can sleep in, buddy. No school today.’  Was anything ever more relaxing; more welcome?  Then breakfast was … Continue reading →

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Afternoon Poem #2, February 16, 2021

Posted on February 16, 2021 by labeak52

. The ice sheet hovers atop the lawn Pierced here and there only by those spikes of grass That survived October’s last cutting A thin, translucent membrane, never seen before The roof for some tiny night world that will thrive … Continue reading →

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A Happy Ending

Posted on September 20, 2020 by labeak52

It had already been a long day. A case I thought I had settled blew up again.  My star witness gave a statement to the defense.  I don’t know why and everybody in the office seemed to blame me for … Continue reading →

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Afternoon Post, August 23, 2020

Posted on August 23, 2020 by labeak52

The law was here an hour or two ago.  Wantin’ to know about that car that’s been parked over there by them trees. Been there for days.  I didn’t know how it got there, I told them.  They asked if … Continue reading →

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The Old Mansion in Town

Posted on September 5, 2019 by labeak52

If the house could be said to have had a golden age, this was it.  The Phillips girls were all handsome and well dressed and they navigated the Walhonde High School social scene with aristocratic grace and confidence. In the … Continue reading →

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Justice

Posted on September 5, 2019 by labeak52

Since we were to live in Houston only about a year, long enough for dad to make his contribution to the engineering of a new polyethylene plant in Taft, Louisiana, we moved into an apartment instead of buying a house.  … Continue reading →

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