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Let me tell you something. I’ll only say it once. I won’t repeat myself. Even if you’ve heard the words before, listen carefully. I went into darkness and silence was there. Total darkness and total silence. Brothers and sisters of the same mother and the same father. My next of kin. I heard the words “I love you,” and the words “Do not be afraid,” though nothing interrupted the darkness or the silence. I heard the words and repeated what I learned. “I love you,” I said. “I will not be afraid.” If the light comes I will be grateful. If not, I’ll find my way. If more words come, I’ll be educated, but if not I’ll know anyway. ♥

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Sleeping Beauty

I have an old story within my heart, part memory, part fairy tale of a night I went camping in a forbidding wood and as I walked to where my camp was laid beheld the dark, impenetrable fortress of the trees arrayed against my entry. All seemed uncouth, all seemed against me. Yet on I walked over broken ground, fighting down my fear and trepidation, to enter into darkness yet more profound and by the light I held found yet the camp I knew prepared and finding it enjoyed a slumber all the more sublime for winning it against my own reluctance. That is the story and the moral. Join me there. Remain not where you are in safety. Leave what you think you know of light and brave what’s out there. ♥

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Holy One

God has given me a challenge. He has revealed you to me, yet left me no way to express my helplessness before what He has shown. That would be you. I will never comprehend, but I will never deny the honor of this anguish. ♥

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The Low Down

You don’t get what you need all the time. You get that thump in your chest, those sparks in your brain, but what you need most comes in spurts and flashes, meteoric and concise, like the last glimpse of that diamond you dropped down the drain by accident. That’s OK, honey. It’s only money. You get another chance. Next year’s calendars are already on the New Arrivals shelf. Give yourself a break. Pour yourself a drink. Give yourself a kick in the ass if that’s what it takes. Hit the brakes. Hit the gas. But don’t leave the road. It’s nothing but weeds out there. You wait forever for a tow or walk all that way back home. ♥

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An American In Madison

Fat motorcycles, trendy folk and hangers on, people pretending they know what the hell they’re doing and making laws between tequila shots, getting married, getting buried, kicking sand a long way from the beach and no art, no God damn art, unless you think its therapeutic and then we’re all artists. I hear thunder in the air. It could be a storm, one of those interruptive downpours, or it could be Armageddon. You know, reality come to crash the party. ♠

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Rhapsody In Blue

When I was a boy, I listened to this song. You cannot hear it now, I know. There are a lot of songs you can’t hear anymore. The Song of Roland; the song of my heart when first we kissed, the Song of Bernadette. No, I never kissed her; the song of half a dozen guys pulling all along a rope at the same time. All together now. No, you never heard those songs, but I heard them and my heart still thrills. I hum them. “I’ve got a gal that’s mighty sweet.” Here’s another. “Oh Mary, Mary you wicked girl, what are you doing in this desperate world? You’ll ruin your fame and fortune too, by playing on your,” the way my grandfather taught me. We used to sit there fishing and I’d take a puff of his cigarette. You should have heard grandma, “Jack,” she’d say, “what are […]

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New Glory

Stop asking as though you had a right to anything but the chance to keep trying. Stop complaining. Stop planning to retire and give thanks for the job. Invent some way to make life better for anyone but yourself. Tell fools the truth. Fight only to the death. Live beyond your means in love until you no longer fear love. Be yourself until you forget how, then go back to class. Turn off all the screens and look around. Keep looking and never substitute media for real life again or text for an embrace or handshake or face to face. Talk to people. Listen to them. Honor the dead. Listen to them too and tell the unborn how much you love them by preparing your world to receive them. Quit the stage with honor and bow to the applause. If there is no applause, wait for a better audience during the encore. Unlock […]

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Half Staff

I’ve just about lost count, haven’t you? Who is it this time? How many shot dead and duly recognized? I’ll tell you what it means if it means anything at all, Old Glory in decline, the lowering of all we held sacred until the banner never meant to fall itself lies useless, lifeless on the pavement. What will we do then? Will our thoughts and prayers that couldn’t keep it up avail to raise it up again? Will we who wouldn’t pull with all our might to make it fly stoop to pick it up or merely wonder why it droops so low again? I’ll tell you why. I’ll tell you what I think if it means anything at all. The white is for cowardice. The red is the blood of innocence. Blue is for wishful thinking and the stars all live in Hollywood. ♠      

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Young Girl On A Tractor

Long hair, long as corn silk, looking down at nothing but the ground, through iron, gears and engineering, waiting to go, waiting to be told what next to do, dreams unplanted in your heart and soul upon the tractor. Waiting to be free, the damsel sitting on the dragon, face downturned, holding on to power when the power is within. The grace, the beauty, the winsome charm. Go ahead, slip it into gear. Release the clutch. Ride that monster. Wave at me. ♥  

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Erotica

In this world of sudden death, In this world of explosive violence, In this world of fear and apprehension, In this world of concrete poured endlessly, In this world of guilt, anger and despair, In this world of warning signs and fines and meaningless procedures, In this world of horror and terror and bombastic utterances leading nowhere, In this world of failed gods and goddesses, I love you. ♥        

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