Family

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Flying Dutchman

(my wife sent me an e-mail and I replied)

Flying Dutchman

“Flying Dutchman enters the darksome mirror
he has taken chosen to take down
all Sail....

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little garden

little garden

lay your sleepy head and
remember it like this
small and square like February and
in...

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Greed Was Your Downfall

Greed Was Your Downfall

You were greedy and it was your downfall.
You went to Las Vegas and you lost it all.
You lost...

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Tree of Life

Tree of Life

Beneath the trees that stretch to skies,
A father takes his child in stride,
His roots dig...

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Rough hands

For husband

Rough hands

Its dark as he enters through the sliding back door,

He's tired and hes distant and grumpy and...

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Bad Mum day

For H and h

Bad Mum day

"I love you good night sweet dreams"

I sigh heavy about to walk away

but then I...

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As the sun sets

As the sun sets

Never alone
in the circle…

as the sun sets,
shadows turn to dreams,
strung on...

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Mrs Munro

A woman from 1914,
Grafted her soul out since she was 15,
Worked in a mill, helped her family...

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Bon ap·pé·tit

Bon ap·pé·tit

Wild caught Salmon, seared and baked, seasoned with salt and lemon pepper.

Onions, mushrooms...

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Happily Napping 🐾

Happily Napping 🐾

Money can’t buy happiness, but it can buy plenty of dog food.

Money can’t buy love, but it can...

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Burkette

Dedicated to Burkette Greene (1910-1998) who died 25 years ago...

Burkette

Papaw was born in 1910 on the first of May.
He died a quarter of a century ago today.
After...

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Life

Life

Balance is the key,
anything excessively,
will not be healthy.

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Shattered

Shattered

W hy me?
H e asks?
O nly silence.
L ost, confused.
E asily discouraged....

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The Welcoming Committee

The Welcoming Committee

Beware of the dogs!
Cardi, Buster and Spot.
Family, friends and foes!
They welcome all...

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until I see you again

for Marco Vinicio, my friend

until I see you again

it will be then as
if we never parted
as if never existed
streets, cities, countries...

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(iii) water unseen

(iii) water unseen

Water unseen beneath sands,
untouchable sphere,
yet strongly felt though nothing much
...

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Mother

Her sound is of births of autumn and warm eyes cooing cries to rest.
Honeyed iris in the sunburst....