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The city sky painted
with the city’s lights
a hazy pink; wind brushing
through our hair, dancing
as our partner.
And each citizen resides
and succumbs to the nights
madrigal of crickets; eyes
close; slumber.
21 Monday Oct 2013
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The city sky painted
with the city’s lights
a hazy pink; wind brushing
through our hair, dancing
as our partner.
And each citizen resides
and succumbs to the nights
madrigal of crickets; eyes
close; slumber.
20 Sunday Oct 2013
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With life in full swing,
I’m learning all the things.
This is why I am
not a poet.
19 Saturday Oct 2013
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Baseball, the Pirates, McCutchen and triples
Georges Pierre Seurat and his multiple stipples
Musical musings and Menno hymn-sings
These are a few of my favorite things
Onion and Oatmeal and new Google doodles
YouTube and Facebook and pictures of poodles
Video footage of staged happenings
These are a few of my favorite things
Coltrane, Miles Davis, the ECM label
Playing piano when I feel I’m able
Helping a student find all Wagner Rings
These are a few of my favorite things
When the job sucks
When the car pings
When I’m feeling sad
I simply remember my favorite things
And then I don’t feel so bad
18 Friday Oct 2013
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After the few hours
i spent with you
on Sunday i could live
forever
17 Thursday Oct 2013
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And just like that
my heart
stops
16 Wednesday Oct 2013
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Hunter’s Moon rising.
Pay no attention
to the spaceship in its orbit
. . .
nothing to see here
. . .
move along
15 Tuesday Oct 2013
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One morning last
week while duck hunting
in St Martins Bay
I heard something I had never
heard before in the 45 yrs
of hunting that bay or any place.
Abt 9:30 am, sitting by the mouth
of the Carp River, fog was just abt lifted,
I heard a sound come across the bay
I had never heard before
and could not figure out
what it was.
All of a sudden,
The largest raft of ducks
getting up over two miles away
out by Big St Martins Island.
It was the sound of their wings,
somewhere between 50,000 to 100,000 ducks
and probably mostly
redheads and scaup.
They blacked the sky
over the island and looked
like a swarm of bees.
14 Monday Oct 2013
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Always
good
to put the sun
to sleep.
13 Sunday Oct 2013
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Before this Thanksgiving ends,
I say thanks
for the most beautiful
week of my life.
12 Saturday Oct 2013
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After that star died,
the white dwarf’s stronger
gravity probably dragged in
the asteroid and tore it apart.
I just…
I can’t even…