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breathing deeply screaming without ears midst deafening calm overwhelmed by burnt rubber and the metallic smell of spilt blood I pull throu
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lumps of life
the passage wears thin
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smooth, like buttered corn
tracing each ripple
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Simple, basic life
Sends me back
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Dive bombing big black
chasing the bully out of home
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The mesa was quieting
from first light’s stirrings
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squeezed embraces, bundled gratitude
borne in trusting mutual respect
among vivid memories
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squeezed embraces, bundled gratitude
borne in trusting mutual respect
among vivid memories
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Today was a good day for seeing support closing ranks, but
today was just a place in time.
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Today was a good day for seeing family closing ranks,
but today was just a place in time.
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Reflections reach out to us
as views of reality on top of a parable
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I. Dream’s Prologue – Getting Ready
Gently,
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a rollicking giggle
rolls over
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The howling Nor'westerly
whips water into a froth
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black pavement
in pink pinstripes
by Bjarne
4 lines, 4 comments,
on Mar 15 1:25 PM. In haiku
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on buzzing branch
by Bjarne
4 lines, 6 comments,
on Mar 13 12:59 AM
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Below the rivulet's splashing waterfall
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I chant my humbling prayer:
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my will is reduced to puttyto gain favor is ravishing
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