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Perspective
As the wind blows across sand, rocks, and driftwood I marvel at the change within me that I am aware of. Time has not softened the being, but strengthened through experiences and exposure to a world so scary as a child. Reaching out beyond the close-knit sphere I sought to understand the blood and tears…
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Poem – Walked Across the Field
I walked across that empty field after the weeds took over and boulders fell from the darkening sky and trees took root. I walked across what used to be the empty field a gameboard for my mind a history of what has taken place, what I allowed to happen and I threw gasoline everywhere and…
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Poem – The Orange Sky Burns
The orange sky burns cloud timbers graying and ashen purple smoke escapes the embers, blue sky becomes more rare succumbing as the fire spreads from the horizon toward the moon and venus. Columns of fire support the sky upon a platform of gray clouds between each blink of an eye the boundary, a division, moves…
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Retreat – Challenges and Setbacks
An update on the wildlife retreat we have been working on the past 2-years. The first phase is done and we will take the winter off and enjoy the trees and bird songs. Phase two, which will be prairie grass restoration, starts in the spring of next year. Along with the joy of the various…