Monthly Archives: September 2013

A forest’s stature

Be strong like the trees — they do not complain when their arms are twisted by wind — a storm howls because of a forest’s stature.

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Faith in serenity

We live in light & shadow, creatures torn by opposing emotions, though beyond this mortal toil lies faith in serenity, a transcendent tomorrow.

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Closer

Originally posted on The ancient eavesdropper:
Keep your words close but silence closer.

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Exponential growth

They that inspire have been inspired ten fold by other creative souls raised on exponential growth.

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Stuffed heads

I’m sick & tired today, so mount my stuffed head on the wall like a wild ungulate. The rhinovirus has announced an open season on humans, as autumn winds shoot leaves off trees, a cold stampede crunches chloroplasts & antibodies. … Continue reading

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Autumnal respite

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Trees twist and turn, their outstretched limbs  gather the lingering light in anticipation of the autumnal respite. Clasped leaflets circumscribe a colder sun, edging closer and closer to oblivion. Green satellites return to earth…

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Background check

Originally posted on The ancient eavesdropper:
Ponderosa pine prickly profiles, Douglas fir twin tower lineups, Hemlock hunchbacked hoodlimbs, Oregon ash switch-blade mugs, Big leaf maple five-spiked mohawks, Black cottonwood low-rider leaves, a band of photosynthetic trunk thugs atop grass knuckles,…

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Deaf ears

Not every poem is a zinger. Real words  do not wear  bells or whistles to let you know  they exist. Life falls on deaf ears.

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Utility of poetry

The utility of poetry, unrealized until the first of many words connects with your soul, nothing ever experienced alone.

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Renewable energy

What drives my inspiration in the absence of sun? Words birthed from the darkness of my brain; I am my own renewable energy.

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