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2019-11-04

November 4
Here again
You’re still gone
Carpenter
and salt of the earth
In memory you still linger.
Happy Birthday Dad…

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2019-11-03

skittering scramble
widdershins way
boreal forest
holding my gaze
olfactory spruce
resetting my stress
god dammit all…
tomorrow is Monday

you know the rest.

2019-11-02

Cold wind rattling
my windows
and my aging bones
chattering
single panes
and doubled pains
with November chills.

2019-11-01

No place for me
neither in dreams
nor reality
Or even between cold sheets

Silly human – know you not that beds are for cats! #catsofinstagram #catspiracy #guessigetthecouch

Poem: Other Words from 1994

Random verses written while on
a 30-day camping trip for two.
I had dreams she didn’t share…

Blurb 1:

Candle light
shadows
Reflecting
in your eyes
I lean forward
catching your eyes
Reflecting
in my eyes
Reflecting
in your eyes
Reflecting
infinitely
Candle light
shadows.

Blurb 2
She slithered
forward
silver scales
glistening
brandished
her hands
She touched
burning
smoldering
raw flesh
I am
now marked
and owned.