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Peace Where There Is No Opportunity

Where The Dead Don't Mind...

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cat speech

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All The Changing....

Nameless

Night Train

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Some Children Have Nightmares (tentative title)

Last Night

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Enough to Clear The Clouds Away 4/13/2019

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Last Night


last night
in the darkness
the moon spoke
to me
its lantern of light
was rose-golden
creating a halo
which awakened me
and the stars danced more brightly
because
of the hue

below I noticed
two old raccoons
gazing up entranced...
and they were dancing too
muddy paws raised
catching the falling gold coins
gathering in the wet grass

I imagined
them crossing the street
to the Stop N' Go
where they'd buy pastries
hot chocolate
maybe beer
or pretzels

I put on my slippers
right then
grabbed my key
and tip-toed out
to be swallowed into
the envelope of night.


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