wandered far, but now
it’s back to the home I grew . . .
no larger than life
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Tag Archives for life
I remember youth
I remember youth
when we danced and drank our fill . . .
now you’ve had a stroke
tilt my head
the river flows south
but I want it to flow north . . .
tilt my head just right
things
nighttime makes things clear
and daytime makes things happen . . .
but things have a way
Inspired by the poetry of Charles Martin & River Urke
heard you calling
I heard you calling . . .
your voice of many colors
seen in black in white
wants to know
is it still breathing
and is it still beating, too . . .
someone wants to know
mister bugaboo
mister bugaboo
he’s a cat, and sometimes two . . .
as a friend, he’ll do
