Poetry
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I kept (it) to myself
I kept (it) to myself / oh, so long – for far too long…
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June 30
and now July can come to me / my soul no more disjoint, it’s free
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Wicked Truth?
Life’s more painless / For the brainless / Why think too hard / When it’s so soothing?
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real
real friends “get it” – even when they don’t.
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still life in motion
clearly the work of a child, not a master painter.
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semi ; colon
today I find myself on pause; at least I have been found.
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Focus on the Family
not all dads function. kids grow up with so much need. when unmet, things break.
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Et lux
lux perpetua luceat eis
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changing aunt jemima
sometimes changes / seem random / and without purpose. /. those are the hardest to make. Truly.
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transformation
now, the enigma
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breakwater
a secure shelter in time of storm
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thinking thrice
the cliche question – men or mice?


















