Owen and I worked more on the basketball hoop yesterday. I started in when I got home from the farm, and it was a slow-go, even with directions. Directions called for plastic washers between each pivot and point of friction where bolts threaded to the frame. I searched every box I’d opened, and I […]
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DAY BLUE
Birds sang their morning songs from boughs and beams of portico, sky still navy-night above dawn-ochre warming. From the strong, but brief, cold spell air sensed as spring again. Bells of nearby church tolled seven for the hour. In morning time, to only self, he rested in waking’s aura. Alone, but […]
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HAPPENED CHANCE
Tagline phrase of writer’s page, email, and website link—summary of bio appeared in style near to same as his. Was it simple chance, or was it more? Was such design of invitation for others’ search and seek into page and shared creations of greater imagined and written worlds? He didn’t know, but he […]
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REMEMBERED
Her smile and eyes appeared unchanged, so too her style and wear of hair and mascara blushing of her lashes—curl of their length and dark of their paint making stronger and more striking the bright and color of her eyes. He felt, at sight, as he had when young and grown of age […]
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COMPLIMENT
“I think it’s one of the greatest compliments,” he spoke, “…to be cited and referenced and acknowledged in way that only you can see—to know you’re on another’s mind and have been for some time. With so little of thought in world that holds, to know one’s words and musings last and linger […]
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MISSOURI WEATHER
It’s eighteen degrees right now. Tomorrow, it’ll be eighty. Missouri weather is a little like life: it doesn’t have to make sense, it is what it is, and you make the most with how it comes. Yesterday, I tried to do taxes. I had little success. My greatest efforts were in cleaning off […]
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BEGINNING AND NOT END
“Are stories for you what they are to me?” he asked. “And what are they to you?” she questioned for reply. “…The conversations, with another, that you never had; lucid memories, known in heart, of moments you never dared or chanced to live?” He laughed and smiled meek after speak as […]
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AUDIENCE
He returned again to a writing of why from seasons and years before. In it, author wrote of following “poets whose writing makes me feel something” and he wondered: was he, had he ever been, one of these to her? He did not know. He held to ideal that he had been, […]
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MOROSE AWAY
Cold morose of a clouded dawn, she dressed in her spirit-spring. In shade and shadowed recess of home, she dressed in blouse, closed and held with single five petaled flower button. White of blouse of hue and warmth of the room, she stood in room’s center, like cherry tree in woods, beautiful in blossom’s […]