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Cloud Shaped Indentations

January 14, 2013 by Phil Hogate 2 Comments

There’s a part of a man
Deep inside, rooted in
Ribs and muscular tissue
Between his heart and soul
That longs for the sky.

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Filed Under: Poetry, ULE, Uncategorized Tagged With: Clouds

Bear and Moose

January 7, 2013 by Vera Haddan 3 Comments

Bear drank a carbonated beverage — root beer.
Then,
He tied a rope —
One end to his waist,
The other to Moose.

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Filed Under: Poetry, ULE, Uncategorized

Wonder If

December 4, 2012 by Lennard Noller 2 Comments

wonder if
raccoons wander the beach after dusk and leave pawprints in the ebb tide

wonder if
it’s sacred to step through the curled & looping mystic symbols left by children in the sand

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Filed Under: Art, Poetry, ULE Tagged With: gypsy otters, jewish seals, transient ghosts

Aaron and Hands

November 25, 2012 by Mariah Lewis 1 Comment

The Earth turns slow sometimes
You can lie on your back in the night
Look at the stars and witness the curve in the sky
Moving fast and slow all at once, ever present and very far away
Time inching, unwilling
Nothing moves quickly here, under it all, the whole of everything above us
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Filed Under: Poetry, ULE

Richard Brautigan poem

November 14, 2012 by ogre incubus Leave a Comment

There  is  darkness  on  your  lantern and  pumpkins  in  your  wind, and  Oh,  they  clutter  up  your  mind with  their  senseless  bumping while  your  heart  is  like  a  sea  gull frozen  into  a  long  distance  telephone  call. I’d  like  to  take  the  darkness off  your  lantern  and  change  the  pumpkins into  sky  fields  of  ordered  […]

Filed Under: Poetry, ULE, Uncategorized

Butterfly Net’s Catch

September 19, 2012 by Vera Haddan 1 Comment

Soaking in black raspberry vanilla scented water, classical poetry in song repairs Millie’s parched spirit. Her what the hell is it all about thoughts swirl clockwise — she pokes her big toe in the stopper’s loop pulling upward letting small amounts of water escape. The bathtub’s plumbing makes a ravenous sucking sound.

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Filed Under: Fiction, Poetry, ULE Tagged With: Andrea Bocelli, Bailey's Irish Cream, boxer shorts, Breakfast Blend, Downy, Laneda Avenue, Millie Brown, revised tsunami probability map

Crab Pots and Chinook Scales

August 22, 2012 by Phil Hogate 1 Comment

The sloshing of bloody water from the cutting board
proclaims another crimson muscle-bound Chinook
has given life in the beautiful spectacle of
a carefully-guided filet knife only a salty,
wave-beaten man can sheath on a belt by his side.

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Filed Under: Nature, Poetry, ULE Tagged With: North Oregon Coast, Oregon, Salmon Fishing

One and One

August 12, 2012 by Watt Childress 2 Comments

Counting steps one
is open to chaos.

One ankle is sprained
feeding ducks before work.
Then glasses are squashed
during one lame hunt for
the perfect book to wow
a whitewater scholar.

Filed Under: Poetry, Spirit, ULE, Uncategorized

Oregon

July 23, 2012 by George Gilmer 2 Comments

This is Oregon
Her coastline a tattered skirt torn from the sea
Stiff boots of stone propping
Up the dear old lady and baring legs of old-growth wood;
Her ferns are showing but she doesn’t mind if you look.

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Filed Under: Feature, Nature, Poetry, Spirit, ULE Tagged With: Oregon

Yea, no

July 16, 2012 by Watt Childress 5 Comments

After the last big
speech and debate game
more citizens started saying “Yea, no…”

“Yea, no we ate at McDonald’s.”
“Yea, no he hit a deer on the way to work.”
“Yea, no double binds suck but
whatcha gonna do?
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Filed Under: Feature, Poetry, Politics, ULE

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  • Watt Childress April 28, 2025 at 11:48 am on Uncle Zech’s Amphibious GestaltAlso, you inspired me to insert a sentence crediting Hoyt Axton with the song's genesis. Many thanks!
  • Watt Childress April 27, 2025 at 10:55 pm on Uncle Zech’s Amphibious GestaltThank you kindly Jim for reading this and commenting. I enjoyed your review of "Sun House" by David James Duncan,
  • Jim Stewart April 27, 2025 at 8:26 pm on Uncle Zech’s Amphibious GestaltNice! Hoyt Axton wrote the Jeremiah song and sang it with great gusto. Life wanders on and I'm still glad
  • Watt Childress April 26, 2025 at 3:51 pm on Uncle Zech’s Amphibious GestaltDuring spring I think of you, and all the May Pole celebrations you've organized over the years. So grateful for
  • Watt Childress April 26, 2025 at 3:18 pm on Uncle Zech’s Amphibious GestaltIn my dreams I sing to the multitudes, with a voice as clear and sweet and churchy as Lou Reed.
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