Rainy Day Writing

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Category Archives: Poems

The Gifts

      It’s the  industry of  robins poking in the grass It’s the  playfulness of flickers circling the tree It’s the hip hop of  the blue jays ravaging the feeder It’s the flutter and the chatter of the chickadees.   It’s the somersaults of otters rolling in the river It’s the glide of the …

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I Never Suffered

I fell down. I didn’t break. I got lost and ran wild. I found my way. I often bled. I always healed.   I always had a home. I never missed a meal.   I never had to run. I never had to hide. I had my country on my side. I had family. I …

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On The Beach at Marrowstone

It was an evening walk not unlike others We had made At that time of day And that time of the season In that same place. There was something about the pre-sunset light The way it slanted through the trees It warmed our complexions And the tones of our voices We commented about it out …

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For the Refugees May the wings of the angels open to shield you. May the skies that you’re travelling under be blue. May the kindness of strangers help to heal you. May the goodness of your fellow man be revealed to you.   May the sustenance you feed your children be enough. May the seas …

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Road Flying

Road Flying Throw your hands into the air As if the steering wheel’s not there Or hug the curves and take it slow Then drive as fast as you can go Life’s a ride and only you Can choose the way to make it roll. There will be hills that you must climb But sometimes …

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Someone

Sometimes her mind goes wandering and takes her back in time To when dreams were possibilities and the future, undefined When time stretched out in front of her like endless golden threads Reaching to eternity, too young to understand, That time is such a luxury it’s wasted in young hands Her family roots are humble, …

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The Goddess of I-5

The Goddess of I-5 I met her at the Arco Station Where she was asking for spare dollars, And when I tipped my head back to my car And reached in for my wallet, She said her name was Angel And she was walking to save the planet. When I handed her a twenty She …

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Democracy’s Last Waltz

Opportunities for change will always come and go, In this great country of ours, and I really just don’t know, Why Dancing with the Stars is such a popular show With children dying in our schools and Veterans living on the road. While there’s frustration in the Senate And obstruction in the House And FOX …

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