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WAY TO SAY
Anna read the words, whole of story’s tell. After, she blushed through sun tan of summer face, warm-rose behind the sun-riched hue. “I want to write art,” he told, “to write it as it seems to me—reality or dreams. I want to write of romance. I want to write of love; and too […]
READY
One last time, before change’s arrive, they made love in the high vault room. Symbol-sign of prairie oak, black image, framed upon wall of white. Resting on floor—gentle—he guided her in recline, weight of her body lightened in posture and the lie. Upward stare to ceiling above, shone moon-roof’s window-cast of cross in […]
LOVE’S ONE
He loved the way she brushed her hair, drew gently off to side; downcast of her focused eyes in straddle of him beneath; take of her hand, guide of her hold, slow ease and fall over full of him; thrust of his hips, lift of her body deep settled to his lap; his hands […]
WISDOM OF SCRIBE
July 22, 2025: “The wisdom of a scribe cometh by his time of leisure; and he that is less in action, shall receive wisdom. With what wisdom shall he be furnished that holdeth the plough, and that glorieith in the goad, that driveth the oxen therewith, and is occupied in their labours, and his […]
REVERIE-DREAM
Sunlight fell and ambiance of room darkened as it did. Night set further in. Candles lit on tables about, they and stars and silver of crescent moon through trees in summer canopy were the only light that shone into recess of the country home. Anna lain on sofa, body long, on side […]
SIGN
Sunflowers, daisies, and lupine dappled in bloom and color of glade. Yellows, white, and columned magenta-violet hues flowered in the sun. Each step, they rose climbing nearer to life and source of bloom; sun’s burn in the high and thinning air. Granite peaks surrounded in crown place sacred in their hearts; visitation […]
WHERE CALLED
A gray is overtaking the sky, crescent-arced arm of shading cloud encroaching from the north and west. Sky straight west remains clear. Sun shines broken behind pass of smaller cloud. Maybe it’ll rain. Maybe it won’t, but there is enough hay laid down to wait and see. […]
MAKING USE
July 23, 2025: one of those days nothing goes right, at least with what we plan. Haying, or trying, u-joint on the mower’s drive broke immediately on firing up the PTO. Not a single blade of grass was harmed. Driving out of the pasture, trying to avoid packing the radiator with grass […]
FULL AND CHANGE
Anna believed with time and change his desire would wane but in pleasure learned, like she, desire only grew. Such is love for spirit beyond fixation to the flesh. Still, he loved hers too. He knew they would not be like this forever. They would not be as this for long, and so […]