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Parchment Anthology: Zephyr's Croon
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Parchment evolved. Poetry remains. Monday, June 21, 2010. Or so we're told. Eat, sleep, harvest. In this modern age. So much to do. With each new toy. To ease our woes. What has not been. From twigs and grass. She twines her nest. As in ages past. Purl, weave, rest. March 16, 2008. I enjoy sitting upon a mountain ridge and listening. Often I hear the wind as it approaches. And then I feel it kiss my cheeks. My thoughts wonder, bask, and dive into Zephyr's touch and voice. Labels Blue Ridge Parkway. The S...
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Parchment Anthology: definitions
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Parchment evolved. Poetry remains. Thursday, October 30, 2014. My self asked my self,. Do you believe in god? My initial answer was silence. What an odd question.". Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 3.0 Unported License. View my complete profile. How Deep Can You Feel": Norm Strauss. ABC's of You": Red Grammer. I Dreamed a Dream": Susan Boyle, 'Britains Got Talent'. Goin' to Work in Tall Buildings": John Hartford.
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Parchment Anthology: October 2014
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Parchment evolved. Poetry remains. Thursday, October 30, 2014. My self asked my self,. Do you believe in god? My initial answer was silence. What an odd question.". Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 3.0 Unported License. View my complete profile. How Deep Can You Feel": Norm Strauss. ABC's of You": Red Grammer. I Dreamed a Dream": Susan Boyle, 'Britains Got Talent'. Mr Bojangles": Nitty Gritty Dirt Band.
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Parchment Anthology: November 2013
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Parchment evolved. Poetry remains. Saturday, November 16, 2013. Field of dirt and mowed green grass. Wooden fence squares it round. Flowing creek trickles past. Begone times beneath this ground. Chilly airs brush my cheeks. Swaying poplars play a tune. Wind pushes leaves off their anchors. Golden snowflakes falling down. White pines tower bend and bow. Mirroring their cousin poplars. Needles whoosh quickly falling. Bed of brown upon the loam. Trees now skeletons for a season. Links to this post. Milwauke...
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Parchment Anthology: Mile Post 168
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Parchment evolved. Poetry remains. Saturday, July 4, 2009. To the east dips the valley. To the west rises Buffalo. Astride the mountain's back. High upon The Saddle. Bid farewell to day star. Greet hello to orb's reflection. To the west dips Sun. To the east rises Moon. July 5, 2009. A place I frequent along the Blue Ridge Parkway, mile post 168. Buffalo is the name of a mountain. Glimpse from the Saddle Overlook. Labels Blue Ridge Parkway. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Free Me from this Bitterness.
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Parchment Anthology: Butterflies Will Dance
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Parchment evolved. Poetry remains. Wednesday, May 14, 2014. Thank you for your kindness,. Thank you for your open heart. Thank you for the gentle way. You allowed my soul. To grieve and rage,. To simply ride these waves. The closet put in order,. I'm finally letting go. Here I close this casket. With my hands I fill the grave. Cool dark soil in my palms,. Grace has soothed the pain. This plot of nourished soil. Will feed the greenest growth. Among daffodils and jonquils,. And a four-leaf clover show.
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Parchment Anthology: Hamster Wheel
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Parchment evolved. Poetry remains. Sunday, December 14, 2014. Relief - to my limbs. Cement tube - encircles my abdomen. Acidic rising - belly cauldron seethes. Food screams - ravenous desire. Until the next round. Relief - to my limbs. Cement tube - encircles my abdomen. Acidic rising - belly cauldron seethes. Food screams - ravenous desire. Until the next round. Relief - to my limbs. Cement tube - encircles my abdomen. Acidic rising - belly cauldron seethes. Food screams - ravenous desire. Milwaukee Wis...
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Parchment Anthology: June 2015
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Parchment evolved. Poetry remains. Thursday, June 11, 2015. Paint in the lead. Human hollers 'cross the pasture. Hand rings the dinner bell. I sway back and forth. Sailing on two tires. No cars allowed on. On either side of blacktop. I drink in the scenery. Round the bend I spy. A new addition along the path. The Little Free Library. Wooden bench by the creek. I spread each palm. And pull the brake levers. Flush with the handle grips. Tap, tap snapshots. Sit on the bench. Life ain't too bad in the city.
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Parchment Anthology: February 2014
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Parchment evolved. Poetry remains. Tuesday, February 25, 2014. No Parlez Vous Francais. I can listen to only a minimum amount of. I like Blue Cheese. I prefer "bleu" to "blue.". But I don't speak French. Links to this post. Friday, February 21, 2014. A child cowers in the corner. Silenced by the noise. To mold toward holy thought. Corrals the wild at heart. A fence unlocked only. By the self-appointed sage. Links to this post. Vanity - High and Low. Shoo, shoo, dear one. Gather sticks and mud. They'll se...
