I’m a Bruce Lee of Christmas book-wrapping
just slaying everything I’m handed.
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Charging up our Song
Spirit cracked open
my mumblypeg mind with
heart-to-heart conversation.
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The Last of Us to Look Back
You pull hard enough and you can break
a connection a lot of times.
How many hundreds of miles were we marched
down our Trail of Tears before some of
those connections to our corn snapped?
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Mornings Like These
blue autumnal frosts lace the arbors like a silhouette
frozen brambles litter the forest floor
stillness roams out from under the canopy
what was hidden gives way to a season of knowing
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Holding Hands in Cannon Beach
Can coastal ghosts take
control of boards that
meet on ancestral strands?
Possession risks captivity.
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Three Poems and a Mountain
Here, in a nook of the trembling landscape
where hills push up and back, away from
the crying ocean whose breath is wind,
She looks to her older Rocky cousins.
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Tiny Corner
I am fond
of my tiny corner
of the world: small
towns, beautiful beaches,
artists, writers, musicians.
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Quantum Skip
I think, therefore I am
a Cartesian dictum in western philosophy
asserts primacy of consciousness
mind knowing itself more directly
than the external world.
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Brother Karson’s Jean Jacket
He will always be remembered as a guardian
who put his friends above all the things that most men fear-
few can tell the story of their life and say the things
he could’ve, say how true they stayed to the God-given
design of their soul.
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The Edge
A smile, laughter, a hug. Simple right?
Every day is a chance to make a difference
in someone’s moment, day or life.
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