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    I Picked Up My Mom. The last time was a month ago.

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    April 2, 2012

    She was in a thick Tupperware like container.  Black.  The black box.  I thought of the NTSB.  Was this the size of the unit found after an accident?  If I were to plug it in would it give the reasons surrounding her death? I reached to pull her out of…

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  • Poem

    Soaking

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    March 30, 2012

    Draw me a warm psalm so I can slip into it a worn out soul. It’s been a long day of propositional truths. My backbone aches. Can I just soak in the spirit for a while? Will the Lover of my soul stir the water a bit? I thought, therefore…

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  • essay

    Above All, or Else. I need some help.

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    March 29, 2012

    “Above all else, guard your heart, for it is the wellspring of life.” Proverbs 4:23 New International Version Anybody ever pin you with an “or else”?  What a strange little word, else.  It can either mean a vague way to refer to an additional person, place, or thing, or be…

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  • Poem, Poem for my son.

    Aurora Borealis. Happy Birthday my son of wonder!

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    Jerry

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    March 28, 2012

    We stood in awe of the celestial apparition.   We Pointed guiding words of wonder.   The glowing curtain danced and skipped in the northern sky.   It hung nervous in its translucent evening gown.   The ghost furled in the folds of the wind.   Together we strained to…

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  • Aiden Josiah Webb, Memorial Poem, Poem

    When Sleep Came

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    Jerry

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    March 27, 2012

    Your eyelashes moved the air between us. The lids which carried them would swing open and shut… open and shut.   And there, soft blue would circle the light within you. That little light of yours that did shine… did shine on us.   When we were with you lower…

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  • essay, Grieving Refection

    “I Picked up Mom Today”

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    Jerry

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    March 26, 2012

    That is all I saw in the message from my sister Marge.  For a millisecond the recent events were suspended above me.  My hypothalamus wrinkled.  Beads of sweat started stringing together in the crease around my neck.  My hormones told each other it was a false alarm before my brain…

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  • essay, Somethin’ Sunday

    Why Do I Write? Thoughts from a Writer’s Retreat.

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    Jerry

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    March 25, 2012

    “Pick a word, any word, and I will tell you the Greek word…” was spoken by Gus from My Big Fat Greek Wedding. “In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God.” John 1:1 Words, they are what we humans use.  They…

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  • Memorial Poem, Poem for my mother.

    Time for a Nap

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    Jerry

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    March 22, 2012

    We were tired. We were asking for traveling mercies. What was once “not yet” became “come”. We waited with the Lord. But we drifted.   We didn’t want to nod off. She loved to watch us. So many scenes of cracked light upon our beds. Her shadow covered us as…

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  • Poem for my mother.

    Monday Mourning, After the Sun Went Down.

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    Jerry

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    March 19, 2012

    It is another Monday. Most of the out-of-towners have gone back to their life.   My son and I watched a blood orange sun disappear beyond the edge of the earth. Near the end it appeared bigger and sunk faster.   It was like the death of my mother. At…

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  • Poem for my mother.

    Liquid Pearls.

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    Jerry

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    March 16, 2012

    It’s not that I don’t want to. The mix isn’t right. Too much salt. I’m dried up… But I don’t want to be.   The after burn is gone. No tracks to trace. No liquid pearls. At one point in each visit our eyes would well.   We sat across…

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