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Chill skies overhead heather lines the garden path dew as tears on ground

fresh faced lieutenant leads platoon with bravado marching all to death

ROCKAWAY SUMMER Every Wednesday through the summer the barge would anchor offshore ready for the firewo..

Long legs, deep strong chest Flowing black mane built for speed Sadly not distance

THE POTTERY CLASS when I was broken you took me to a pottery class promising to teach me to fill the cracks, re..

DUTY Like the Spartans at the Gates of Fire I stand duty bound. Like Horatio at the bridge I remain held b..

MIDDLE AGED SUBURBAN FEARS having reached a certain age fears changed with passing years no longer pr..

Nicotine stained hands hard callused by the years caress newborn child

Mother finds his name soft caresses on engraved stone tucks him in at night.

CHASING THE DYING OF THE DAY Heading west, chasing the dying of the day relentlessly pursued by oncoming n..