Halo

Sweaty in the night she gasps for an open breath, another bad dream, another stream gone awry. How can this be she thought as the leaves slowly turn gold. The branch softly scratches at the window. Below unseen unheard in the land of colors and mist, a one-eyed pikeman delivers the news to his liege. She awakens sir, do we stop the transmission? Nay, he cried, let’s take her for another ri...

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Leanora’s Lament

The rain didn’t fall that cold December morn as Leanora stood there staring out the window dreaming of rainy summer afternoons, the delight having been had with a paramour of such allure, a lady from the vastness of time, a beauty to behold. Or was it just a dream. Who knows. Leanora couldn’t tell anymore the barrier between what is, what was, and what never will be. She found ...

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Lobo’s Got a New Ride

Sirens howl in the December morning frosty air the pale haze of cold morning dew. The coffee pot drips the house back into life out of the deep winter slumber. What a good time to sleep she heard him say, but she wasn’t sure if it was she who said it first. The burst came later upon the reflections of a future not yet arrived, a direction she can’t see. She thinks it will ...

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Unveilings 18: 7-12

Daytime, nighttime, all the time is a time to be, to be seen, to care to be. To leave oneself inside oneself and never deny yourself that being. Seeing is believing, they say, but I can’t see a good reason to believe the good is good anymore. Moments before the fall, they say, a deliverance unto man, they say. But hey who are we to know what’s best for ourselves, our welfare...

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The Sea Never Forgets, Never Remembers

Storms a coming she heard the old man say as he looked up at the gray sky and misty trees. Well, no shit she thought, seems obvious to me. But ya see he said the sea has a way of changing ya, making a man of ya, putting the fear back into ya. I don’t need the sea to see the sea but also to be is the point of my existence. A slanderous thought he said but a...

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The lighter flickers in the alley mist, a Lionel Richie wannabe dancing in the idea of his dream. Gathering stalk, she stays upon the hill looking down watching the scene unfold in terrored delight. The sight was surreal as the moon danced in the clouds peering down at us in everlasting light. The night was thick. Heavy with sweat he danced through the alley, a glistening disco ball with curled ha...

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Hey Reggie, did you see that, a plane streaking through the sky? Hey Reggie, did you hear that, a cat stalking in an alley way? No way he thought that cat don’t fly. No, the plane silly, the cat is in the alley way. Hey Faye, sing another one, the one about the skinny man lost in the desert sand. “Higgins L’Amour” I believe it’s called. Such a wonderful tune. The line, “The sun strikes thirty”, ge...

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The twinkle in the eye, a sly remark in the dim light, a healing notion in the otherwise sleepy evening. He lists down his likes for those to appreciate for those to  understand for those who come by and see him take his stand. His stand for reality, his stand for imagination, his stand to take a stand, his stand for the good of man. The plan is simple. Be good be decent try not to fuck up too muc...

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Morning

Wandering merchants angle about the bazaar wondering if their gold intake will take them far. The birds ruffle in their cages, the callers call out their wares, the buyers hold their hands behind their back as they lean in to inspect the peaches and the pears.  With time, the smells, the sounds, the cleaving of the meat. Get it all here my friends get it all. Get your merman and yo...

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Sue heard it in his voice, a quiver full of arrows, a high stakes game, a little old cloud in the sky. She saw it in his eyes, the fading light, the tunnel in the mountain, the grazing deer, the bellowing train, the seated man. They stood there in the rain. She said little if anything at all. The rain poured, the yard a deluge, a vestibule, a shower. A renewal? A sad scene? A redemption? Or maybe ...

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A candle in the wind a soft breeze                                                                                                                              ​​​​​​​A hairnet on the table, a puffed-up fable, a leaning in for a question, a deferential stare, a denial in the night,         a getting used to it, a left handed slap, a belch upon a healthy diet.                                       ...

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A wall, a solid wall. A wall of stone or glass or steal? 

A wall reaching to the sky lost in the atmosphere

A circle dancing in the sky a halo if you will

A golden shiny spinning sound

A square fall upon the earth, the earth goes round and round.

He needles through a meditation wondering if its a mediation.

A lasting blow for a glassing foe with feats so undemure

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Clara’s Dream

The timer started at the beginning, but she didn’t hear the bell

She slept through the night in ethereal delight tossing and turning

Sweating it all out

They fall to the ground, the trees sway in the wind

A cricket dances in the grass, the grass grows a little long

The song is a little mute

The dead dance down the hallway feeling the air

The scr...

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