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Continue reading →: >The Birds
> The window was open a bit, like parted lips, and from its mouth came songs to interrupt my dreams. It was more than interruption. It was an integration of of mixed language and trills and dreamscape. As if Hitchcock put sub-titles underneath their chirps and squawks and whistles and…
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Continue reading →: >Dropped(a recycled poem)
>I stumbled across a dropped call today.I picked it up and wondered what dangling conversationhung on its edges.Upon scanning the area along the side of Almena roadI saw hundreds of fallen voices laying there.I had stepped all over them like so many wormsOn a rain soaked day.The flattened words lay…
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Continue reading →: Luci’s Shawl
Prayers of thanks as I wrap the wholly crocheted words around me. It’s cool in this writer’s cave under the stairs. Your tight and lose knots rest easy on my cold shoulders. It was back on May twentieth, early in the morning that I was invited into moving words…
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>Leaning toward an outside lineoutside time a place where wheels roll notand white hairstays fresh from being done and visitationscome as Alzheimer’sdisconnectionsgrace her memories shuffledas she used to down the corridor Photo by Greg LaychakSubmitted for One Shoot Sunday
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Continue reading →: >Jelly Beans
> All the color. All the flavor. I started hiding them, like my mother did every Easter. On dusty ledges high and low. In tin cups. Soap dish. Picture frames. Some of these little smooth pebbles lay in places to be found during the next major cleaning. What would Jesus…
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Continue reading →: Life Interred
> Before the inclusion wakes I sit breathing, ears open. It is silent Saturday when interred life lies. A cardinal speaks louder than words outside my window. A blood breast is all I look for, for now.
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Continue reading →: >WWJD on FB?
> WWJD on FB All the sudden an icon pops up…friend request. What would the icon look like? The Catholic Jesus? The Protestant Jesus? The Pentecostal Jesus? A cross, a dove, a fish? Would I have to think a bit before pressing “accept”? I would definitely look at His info…
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Continue reading →: >Family Fusion
>a dozen divergent possibilitiesdescend upon me even now even nowthey upend mea dozen veins of vision blessings in their own rightbring life ina minute a minutepasses wonder around me pulses giving family is it’s own graceGod steps in timeto appear to appearin relational cuesa nuclear family fusion
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Continue reading →: >Give Me A Bite Of That Apple
> because I’m definitely outside the garden. I’m out in the carb jungle and it shows. Where can I buy fig leaves with spandex? I know why A and E hid. I know why I want to hide. My pants don’t fit right, I mean, I don’t mean to sag,…
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Continue reading →: >What Goes Up
>hold on tightto aire is human a cliche’ droppinglike a lead balloon no sense in riding thefence or being fenced in can’t step on the crack whenyou rise above circumstance you didn’t click your heels thriceshall I cut you loose to watch you fly the friendly skies to infinity and beyond…
Gerald the Writer 