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Home, Ghuey, Sweet Home

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I Long For Stars

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The Dreaming Life ( A Series Of Dream Vignettes)

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All Too Clearly Now

If This Is Any Art For Which You Care

Informed Through Pain

Sometimes In Losing I Have Gained A Lot

A Man Of The Clouds

The Birds Are Such Un-numbering Creatures of Distant Hitchcockian Past

Accountants

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They Grew (A Poem From The Imaginarium)

Cuba Libre

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Max on the max

The Little Bird Said

The Factory of Resentments

When My Blues Are Gone

Expect Yourself

TONIGHT

I WILL RETURN

Silver-Tongued Devil

Within The Green Wind Becomes The Fall

Think On This--IF YOU WOULD

Open Lines

You Got Your Lilly Back

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Like A Snow-globe


rainbow bubbles floated up through
the trees
the voices of small children rose up
buzzing like bees
the air was perfumed with rain
the skies were washed with Spring
birds flew down to land in yellow-green grass
moments like these make life
pass
in a blink
what do you think
of the world
its awfully big
but sometimes its so small
I could shake it up
like a snow-globe
all  I need to see is right in front of me
I can see nothing but light

the darkness is gone



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MARCH 27 2017/4:34PM





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