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Tag Archives: poetry
Autumn heat.
Autumn sunshine and autumn leaves conspire to wrap my vision in blazing colors, filling the day with warmth like that of a roaring fire, a cozy wool scarf, a creamy mug of hot cocoa. As if to say yes, the … Continue reading
Posted in Literary Pursuits, Outdoor Adventuring, Portland
Tagged poetry, portland weather, seasons
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The Politics of Silence
Shall I speak of silence? It flows from me like an invisible tidal wave Perfectly formed in its silent conflagration Shall I speak of caution? It is a paroxysmal pursuit Couched in silence, draped in regret. Shall I speak, then, … Continue reading
The wisdom of the day
Be willing to ask for help. Be willing to help when asked. It is these small gestures of Giving and receiving Needing and offering That make up a life worth living. Balance.
My Loss is My Gain
Everyone loses stuff. For starters, you probably lost a good handful of hair today. No? Your wallet perhaps? Gosh I hope not. Losing your wallet is probably one of the worst things to lose, right? Well I’m sure you lost … Continue reading
Posted in Creating Connections, Literary Pursuits, Personal
Tagged finding peace, losing stuff, poetry
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Of politicos and prose
What a week this has been. I mean seriously, people. Half the country will remember where they were yesterday for the rest of their lives, for starters. For me, this week has been…Momentous. Thrilling. Moving. Confusing. Thought provoking. Surprising. So how many … Continue reading
Posted in blogging, Geeky stuff, Personal, Politics
Tagged fernando pessoa, hard conversations, I love portuguese, left field rants, poetry, president obama, sam adams, work stuff
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With the spring comes hope for rebirth. With the sun comes an end to the darkness. With the wind comes dreams dreamed. An end to the rain.
Folding
Who came lurking in the nighttime to wake up grumbling don’t look at me? Folding scolding it came building folding up inside of me. I wake up bleary body weary slowly cruising sunless streets. Broken, tired uninspired folding up inside … Continue reading
The Start of Days
Unimportant is the path, Chemical and Divine. I am here. I see the ways in all, And all touches me. I am in God. Forever burned in flesh, It affects even now. I am not the same. The Pyramid of … Continue reading