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The Gulf

the scorching passion of a thousand flaming suns can't propel me to where my first sorry tale was spun where bucking wild horses failed to meet my eye and deeply buried secrets-under wraps just lie where an impassable gulf is... Continue Reading →

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Hare Today

Did you hear of the hare that survived in the wild without having sharp teeth? It confounded the skeptics even more with its little feet and baffled them 'cos it’s manner was mild So- maybe we could all learn from... Continue Reading →

Name-Calling

If I close my eyes and incline my ears I will hear names called out across the earth Some drop names to impress others pick up names to remember and many more give names to things that do not exist... Continue Reading →

On a Night Like This……

What would a still river say of its thirsty trees? Would it ask them to come in a little tighter on its banks? Perhaps the dark fog may be a reminder of hope circling the drain Perhaps the approaching night... Continue Reading →

In Life’s Lab

Right, I'm winging it here with a combination of prompts- much like an experiment. I've combined the use of homographs with a philosophical question: "Why do we ignore red flags?". And to top it off, chopped up my prose...and passed... Continue Reading →

Just Another Day

I’ve stopped wishing to be some one else. You know, that self-assured someone who’s got their act together and seems knows how to handle everything…. anytime? I embrace my imperfections…knowing that perfection is pure fantasy. I embrace my weaknesses now……because... Continue Reading →

The Eternity of Ink

The view from the shore is breathtaking. We watch in awe as a river of ink flows past; carrying with it the tales of humankind. We watch stories unfold while poetry undresses and eternity speaks of God. Our understanding is... Continue Reading →

Watching Moments

This was a relief. Being freed from editing my poetry book to respond to today's prompt; to write about this very moment. Now, what to write?....ok, I've got it. I can't hold onto time- not the present or the past.... Continue Reading →

Sounds of Time

Do you hear that sound? it's the silence of conscience  patiently awaiting  a voice And what are those other sounds? the tick-tock of time the thumping of a million heartbeats the thrumming of countless pulses are they a mocking melody... Continue Reading →

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