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Turlock

Turlock

                nearing the restaurant I hear                 the boys passing                on bicycles speaking        beautiful Spanish entering                 i see a lot of people                              not prizing some invisible seed of potential        ...
The Dawning Of You

The Dawning Of You

Shattering silent stillness, heavy dark night Brilliant morning spills over a crisp horizon                Spiritual awe-ache-ening Gawking griefstreaked shockO, Unnameable One,             quiet, timeless Presence, it was always You.Merciful firmament                ...
I Met Grief In A Dewdrop

I Met Grief In A Dewdrop

I first wrote this poem on December 24th, 2004, as a response to childhood experiences when I remembered how I fled to the natural safety of the fields and flowers after I was cruelly beaten for minor disobediences. Initially I used the word ‘GOD’ as the key word in...
Multi-Tool

Multi-Tool

Oh the delights of a renaissance man!One who shares such talents and toolsUnexpected in their wide divergenceFree from social norms and rules The hippie who embroidered daisiesWherever he found tears in his clothesThen stained glass called to his artistKaleidoscopes...
I See You – I Hear You

I See You – I Hear You

To my innocent inner child:I am you, from your future.I see you in an old photograph,from sixty years ago. You are four years old.You see daddy-Monster behind the camera.I see the frozen terror and distrust on your face.You have every reason to be scared. I feel the...
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