Muscle Memory

There is a tree still standing in the Redwoods that remembers There’s a ring sitting in a trunk under old love letters, and a woolen sweater, it remembers There’s a photograph of your smile shadows cast by the setting sun in an album now covered in paper, it remembers And it’s been a while, butContinue reading “Muscle Memory”

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Great Experimentations

Time stalls in our presence… it stops to watch what we’ll do next. When we were children we ran naked through a backyard sprinkler and the old lady who lived there yelled at us and threatened to call the police. We ran like little snipes from her yard and the delicious stolen droplets of waterContinue reading “Great Experimentations”

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pretty good year

Change. 2012 brought nothing but the unrecognizable… These things I miss… Creature Comfort Self assuredness One of the most amazing people I will ever know. Good times had Friends who I somehow outgrew… I still love you. Innocence. That which I can live without… The insincere The selfish The foolish Voices raised in anger DebtsContinue reading “pretty good year”

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The Essential… (provincial) and somewhat pycho babble of Anne

I would catch a plane and fly to wherever the sun is setting right now… somewhere warm, where the earth is alive with color and the scent of promise can fill my lungs. And the spray of a new perfume can cover my cold, white skin. Because anything has to be better than the placesContinue reading “The Essential… (provincial) and somewhat pycho babble of Anne”

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Gather ye Rose Buds where ye may….

I think we should talk today… I have a lot, and I mean a lot on my mind and so much I want to say. I’m sad this morning because last night I was reminded of what my potential was or should have been. Another reminder that I had squandered 10 years of my purpose.Continue reading “Gather ye Rose Buds where ye may….”

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Hard Hearted Harbinger

There are a few crumbs left on the table. The crumblings of the things we dared to dream, and the sense that we could become more than we seem. Don’t worry, I can manage them. They have become my new companion. I didn’t sleep last night, or the night before but when the dawn came…Continue reading “Hard Hearted Harbinger”

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