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we interpret the events of our life to try to make sense I will never understand why you had to go so young it will never make sense to me you had so much more living to do we had so much more loving to...

I live in a brick ranch that I inherited from my parents. French doors in the dining room lead to a mostly neglected garden. I’m not officially an insomniac, but there are nights when I reach for sleep that is beyond my...

My career as a tightrope walker ended one September afternoon when I was a second grader in the 1940s at Reeb Avenue Elementary School. I returned to school grounds after going home for lunch break. None of the playground...

I’ve heard that at the moment of death, Our lives flash before us. If this is so, Let those traumatic and painful moments Pass quickly Be a blur The mind unable to apprehend or recall Let them flash for the briefest nanosecond,...

Deep within the universe A momentary moan, barely a whisper, Hardly noticeable A sudden spasm Begets a pulsating ripple That quickens and divides, Rubs against itself, incensed. Aching, it spreads, inexorably A white-hot surge,...

November leaves have given way To the nakedness of December trees Bare branches sway with sultry charm Amid the swollen air Or claw the bleak grey skies. Those loose limbs dance wildly While battling shrieking gales Of sleet and...

The world is burning And still it is turning Maybe God’s laughing upstairs Who am I kidding? He doesn’t care He’s not there His fist goes through the door Mama says she can’t do it anymore Her bruises, now mine to bear. I...

Ashes to ashes and dust to dust Seventy-six years of worry to wind up the earth’s crust Though if dust is our beginning and also our end Perhaps we are born wherever we end up in the wind And death is simply where we begin it...

To what safe harbor will we sail What sanctuary; if the dam should break Letting loose a raging flood To the howling wind I’ll raise my voice The broken branch won’t break me Where then does the fault lie? If upon myself I look,...

To celebrate the day I go looking for the sun Fresh as the morning air Spring has just begun A gentle breeze Has come my way To brush my hair And blow my cares away Spring is in the air The sun is breaking through Pushing away...

A face well-painted May catch the wandering eye Causing the heart to stumble Brushing the words aside How different beauty looks When love is but a game The eye most easily fooled Sees better through the pain Therein lies a...

The great golden eagle Sails the endless sky To feed the nesting young A long but loving ride Naked are the trees Until spring turns winter green To the cold barren branch Life is but a dream It will toss and turn So goes the...