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The wine was wonderful Maybe the best Cabernet He'd had in yearsHowever it wasn’t the wineThat sent a bouquet of thoughtsRushing through his hea..

for a minute he was free for a moment he exhaled the thick sticky air absorbing the human drama almost closing his eyes to tubby ballerinas ..

Pure Uncomplicated Is my love Inside her world Inside mine Each day Every day She teaches me To keep it simple Her reality She shares She ..

A Day At Chemo “Been nice sleeping with you.” There was just a hint of humor behind the deft sarcasm coming from the gaunt face of t..

(for my wife and mother-in-law) This quilt Holds some memories This quilt Is a part of me This quilt Is about the cure This quilt Is for my ..

Old photos Line the dusty windowsill Plastic fruit Lays forever Uneaten Next to mother’s pills Certain photos never lie And certain li..

Creativity Rarely grows In fertile soil Oddly diverging itself More towards the barren Desolate, rocky slate It seems accustomed to Stormy nigh..

Butterfly, sweet butterfly, let the wind carry your wings. Across the plains and over the trees, it is love that you bring. Back to the Bluff..

What isn’t said Is often times Louder than what we hear The directions We often times take Usually come without signs Or maps Or even ad..

It’s been a wacky week in my little part of the world. Never a place that generates a lot of excitement we sometimes have to make a mountain ..