memoir is a fervent passion amidst fading memory
in the light of day when stories take me back in time
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End of the Street
Awakened by incoming surfhaunted by the beach’s siren songI rise and walk around the cornerto the end of the street, the endof the earth, the ocean beyondthe beach stretches northand south, drawing meinto its wonder, avidity alluringreverence transcendingon Oregon’s North Coast. Facing frigid Arctic wind[s]a formation of pelicans gracemy presence, wings barely movingglide close to […]
Attending To It
The full moon has rolled west
out of view, its light
reduced to a trickle
through the black frame.
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Slip Slidin’ Away
Still humming, smiling, finally knowing where I am.
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Runny Birds
Sanderlings are pitching like rafts
ignoring the line of surf-sorted shells
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Here Try Some of This Ointment
Imagine life where everyone pitches in with a mix of chores and creative leisure. One barely sees this balance from today’s towers of ranking prey.
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READ ALL ABOUT IT! 1999
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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