Monthly Archives: August 2020

actors of imagination

Writing is acting on the page instead of the stage. But the writer is the director. Or probably the co-director. Each reader’s imagination and experience is the whole cast of actors in a production directed by the script set forth … Continue reading

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a millennium or three

even though i haven’t seen youin a millennium or two whether the years were sevenor were they seventy-twoif that time we had was heavenany ounce of time felt too few even though i haven’t seen youin a millennium or two … Continue reading

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cauldron call

while wand’ring the forestbranches unfoldedrevealing the paththey couldn’t resist the door to the covenswung open before thembeckoning inwardwind whispered a word vines hung like flossesin trees with their mossesthe crew with no bossesreck’ned their losses the doorway was virtuala hole … Continue reading

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planting numbers

you’re always planting numberslike seeds within my mindsome sink deep into the corewhile others stick in the rind life is like a sea of digitsnever sure what you’ll findsome sparkly little fidgetsthe bright ones leave you blind always seeing numbersthat … Continue reading

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seven foxes

talked to seven foxessub naught naught onethe pipe that keeps on burningas bright as the sun leaves me a little loopythe trip is never donethis road just keeps on goingwhether i walk or run talking to seven foxessub naught naught … Continue reading

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dance of the tumbleweeds

forked tongues lash outacross bristling skydark desert blusteracts out pent-up iredance of the tumbleweedsignites fast as fire brown clouds drift like snowheadlights alight dusty glowcars swerve, big rigs swaywhole highway goes cray crayflocks of tumbleweedsdescend like tribble seeds toss about … Continue reading

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scripturient

scripturient scribblesscrawled across the pagespulled from wells within the soulsome fresh, some buried for ages as i dip the ladle inthe crockpot of my mindsometimes the soup is stockybut often the broth is thin stirring the soul-soupcould make insipid goopbut … Continue reading

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memory refresh

friends, acquaintances, globalgeeksbeware of real memory leaksyou are such fantastic freakswhether silent or one who speaks what sort of friends are wein terms of technologyrefreshed at high energyor the kind who shall ever be what makes our relationship tickare we … Continue reading

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conjuring conures

garden conures were singingto all eyes a beholderpassing the news beak to beak witching hours were ringingas the cauldron grew colderfrom out of the treetops did peek our moon and mars were dancingfirst shoulder to shoulderthen sailing along cheek to … Continue reading

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gradient glow

dalíesque daylightdances at dawnvisual violet violinsform fuchsia fugue fringe orchid orchestraplays a scenic songvariations and memesstretching across the sky wild strokes of geniuswithin the gradient glowhover on each horizonbirds begin to flow

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