First Word

First Word Rose Baby’s first word Faintly blue and Rightly torn. Looking out over a hidden smile. Tiny yellow sun Floats Above Whitecaps Below.

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heart flowers

In every heart there is a coward and a procrastinator. In every heart there is a god of flowers, just waiting to stride out of a cloud and lift its wings. The kookaburras, pressed against the edge of their cage, asked me to open the door. Years later I remember how I didn’t do it, […]

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A nicely burning home

April Dream Last night my house was burning.  Could not find one precious thing to grab and find comfort in. And when the torrential rain hammered out the flames, I was angry with its self-righteous interference.   My house is still burning.  And where it is whole, I have not found all the rooms, closets […]

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Seeing Sounds

Sound has a profound effect on the senses. It can be both heard and felt. It can even be seen with the mind’s eye. It can almost be tasted and smelled. Sound can evoke responses of the five senses. Sound can paint a picture, produce a mood, trigger the senses to remember another time and […]

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care (full)

   What is this life if, full of care, We have no time to stand and stare. No time to stand beneath the boughs And stare as long as sheep or cows. No time to see, when woods we pass, Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass. No time to see, in broad daylight, Streams […]

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Land and Water

These are really the thoughts of all men in all ages and lands, they are not original with me,  If they are not yours as much as mine they are nothing, or next to nothing, If they are not the riddle and the untying of the riddle they are nothing,  If they are not just as […]

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home-keeping heart

Stay, stay at home, my heart, and rest; Home-keeping hearts are happiest, For those that wander they know not where Are full of trouble and full of care; To stay at home is best. Weary and homesick and distressed, They wander east, they wander west, And are baffled and beaten and blown about By the winds of the wilderness of doubt; To stay at home is best. Then stay at home, my heart, and rest; The bird is safest in its nest; O’er all that flutter their wings and fly A hawk is hovering in the sky; To stay at home is best. “Song” by H.W. Longfellow: Keramos and Other Poems 1878 As Longfellow says “to stay at home is best”.  But is it?  It feels great to be in a place that feels safe, protected and predictable. This is the land of  […]

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