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In The Eifel Uplands

Posted on November 17, 2018 by

She wakened and looked at the clock on the hotel night stand. Ten a.m. Three in the morning her time, yet she felt rested. Had she overslept? Were the others already on their way? She saw the blinking light on … Continue reading →

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In The Eifel Uplands

Posted on November 16, 2018 by

She wakened and looked at the clock on the hotel night stand. Ten a.m. Three in the morning her time, yet she felt rested. Had she overslept? Were the others already on their way? She saw the blinking light on … Continue reading →

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Morning Poem, Nov. 16, 2018

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I watch the wind drive the smoke west from my neighbor’s chimney Like tongues of fire And listen to Marvin Gaye sing about getting it on While I fry my eggs My yard is covered in the leaves of the … Continue reading →

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Rachel Arrives in Brussels

Posted on November 16, 2018 by

As she stepped down the stairway and onto the tarmac she was surprised by the cold and the wind. While she had thought of little else other than the purpose of the journey and the man she would be taking … Continue reading →

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Mid-day Post, Nov. 15, 2018

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Posted on November 15, 2018by labeak52 It was late April after a long winter.  It seemed to us, young as we were then, that our lives were destined to be lived indoors.  We wore coats and hoods and boots and ran from … Continue reading →

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Arrival in Brussels

Posted on November 15, 2018 by

The strange sky, the flat horizon, the north wind, the languages being spoken by the workmen attending the plane.    The ten-foot-high walls of bladed snow along the edges of the runways and the gigantic, orange snowplows and trucks at rest … Continue reading →

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Mid-day Post, Nov. 15, 2018

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It was late April after a long winter.  It seemed to us, young as we were then, that our lives were destined to be lived indoors.  We wore coats and hoods and boots and ran from one building to another … Continue reading →

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Morning Poem, Nov. 15, 2018

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The tick of the clock In rhythm with time The light in the east Sunrise sublime

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Mid-day Poem, Sept. 19, 2018

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     The aristocrats Cut their grass While the noblemon Mows his lawn It just goes on And on and on * The little girl Don’t have no shoe The little boy Don’t have none, too And neither one knows … Continue reading →

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Morning Poem, August 8, 2018

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  In the morning Five young doves On my walkway Grey on grey . They are from another world This world of mine holds no doves No young doves This world of mine is all starlings and swifts . They … Continue reading →

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