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I caught this morning's morning minion...: Patterns
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I caught this morning's morning minion. Please criticize, comment, etc :). Thursday, June 30, 2011. Sometimes these patterns (I love so much). Insisting that trees should grow in perfect rows,. Straight lines and even numbers, superimposing design,. Four red cars on either side of one white,. Seven heads and five eyes (yet always. I pin the mouth too low. A symptom of constant sadness, perhaps). Caught up in their precision and predestined order. A rendezvous with two am again -. A forced perfection and.
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I caught this morning's morning minion...: July 2011
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I caught this morning's morning minion. Please criticize, comment, etc :). Wednesday, July 27, 2011. In Shropshire a house burns. An orange glow and an oppressive cloud rise, crackling,. Breaking the dark silence of the night. Mountains cower along the edges, black with grief,. Wondering how they will ever remain,. Ever go on, ever stand, ever be when ash alone remains. This little house, thatched roof and stone walls,. Taught these giants stories of men: how to laugh. When to cry, who to love, how to die.
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I caught this morning's morning minion...: Apathy
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I caught this morning's morning minion. Please criticize, comment, etc :). Saturday, February 6, 2010. Turgid brine, crashing itself against the shore,. A million drops sprayed to the skies, like. Angry words sputtered from feverish lips. Gulls. Scream, the rumble of distant thunder. Sending shivers through every living thing. Even lonely rocks cower from the black, shaken by the break. Of crooked seas heaving endlessly,. Black breaker, white crest, at war with earth and sky. A man, among the rocks.
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I caught this morning's morning minion...: Bridge Out
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I caught this morning's morning minion. Please criticize, comment, etc :). Thursday, January 20, 2011. Roadblock on Aeolian lane,. A ruckus of noise and shouting,. Words from mouths that make no sense. Im just only me. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Im just only me. View my complete profile. A Bit of Silliness. A Collectivity of Musings. Gray's Spot on the Wall. How A Poem Happens. So You Want to Teach. The Abyss of not-being. The Doc Is In. Things that made sense . To Write Love On Her Arms. As oth...
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I caught this morning's morning minion...: I Am
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I caught this morning's morning minion. Please criticize, comment, etc :). Saturday, February 20, 2010. White as the driven snow. White as the Whale. White as your brother’s face. That time he drank the H. American as apple pie. American as your brother blown. Bit to bit screaming for his god. I am a student. Studious as those college boys. Human as the Christ. Human as Prometheus bound. Bowels bread for birds. Im just only me. February 20, 2010 at 6:30 AM. February 20, 2010 at 8:44 AM. Im just only me.
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I caught this morning's morning minion...: February 2010
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I caught this morning's morning minion. Please criticize, comment, etc :). Saturday, February 20, 2010. White as the driven snow. White as the Whale. White as your brother’s face. That time he drank the H. American as apple pie. American as your brother blown. Bit to bit screaming for his god. I am a student. Studious as those college boys. Human as the Christ. Human as Prometheus bound. Bowels bread for birds. Im just only me. Saturday, February 6, 2010. Turgid brine, crashing itself against the shore,.
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I caught this morning's morning minion...: untitled
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I caught this morning's morning minion. Please criticize, comment, etc :). Tuesday, September 8, 2009. You must begin again, they said, and still. He wanders, squanders money, has no will:. His heart refusing what his body needs. His head a fantasy of selfless deeds. I see him sitting there, a weakened man,. A scar upon his chest, yet smoke in hand –. And momentarily I grieve –. But, suddenly, I realize his life,. The sullen eyes, the aged heart, the strife,. Is not so much his burden as his crime. June ...
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I caught this morning's morning minion...: (untitled)
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I caught this morning's morning minion. Please criticize, comment, etc :). Wednesday, July 27, 2011. In Shropshire a house burns. An orange glow and an oppressive cloud rise, crackling,. Breaking the dark silence of the night. Mountains cower along the edges, black with grief,. Wondering how they will ever remain,. Ever go on, ever stand, ever be when ash alone remains. This little house, thatched roof and stone walls,. Taught these giants stories of men: how to laugh. When to cry, who to love, how to die.
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I caught this morning's morning minion...: December 2009
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I caught this morning's morning minion. Please criticize, comment, etc :). Thursday, December 31, 2009. Those days the sun was warm on my face,. Seeping, golden, through the window, curtains. Drawn back to welcome the light. Those wooden floors were my world, dusty and cold,. But eager for the light, eager for that chance to shine. Again And when that shaft would break free of clouds. And come streaming in, I would stand in it,. Feet bathed in warmth, wondering. But my hand, shocked by cold, shrinks back,.
