Category: ShortStory
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Chase The Blues Away
Chase The Blues Awayby Tim Buckley Well come along walk with meAnd learn the songs that lovers singWhen they believeWe’ll dance along the river’s edgeJust arm and arm along the moonlit shoreThe midnight cries Well I just came to chase the blues awayFor awhile Just like a child you’ll cling to meFrom every sound along…
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Where’s My Bruja – Ha?
SS & Medi-dare Or Where’s My Bruja – Ha? SS retired – required – inspiredjust plain tired – almost expiredexpiration date all up to fateemancipated and medicatedperhaps need bruja-haor shaman help truer SS short-shrift – left adriftSS sucking sound asausterity abounds – movingwealth by fiat to leach-classwarehouses for the greedbrokers and their want-a-bees medicare not…
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New Year – New Beginning
New Year – New Beginning season’s celebrations endedlast night, early this morningactually continue as before?as always? or try something new?well, maybe not totally newsomething you’vebeen meaning tohaven’t gotten around to? or maybe felt incapable ofnot the right tools orplace in time or evenmotivational fuel? so is now the time forsacrifices sublimeat least in our own…
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Last Ride Of 2024
Last Ride Of 2024 marbled blue skymisty mountains silhouettedin the southern morning haze mountains to the north and westspotlit by the morning sunevery feature crystal cleartheir ramparts near many of the tree limbs are barewith grasses and shrubs turnedbrown or dark green-gray no animals crossed our path todayexcept a single bird of preycircling lazily over…
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Only Six PM
Only Six PM only six pm andalready dusky-darkhouse getting cold turn on the heat asnighttime temperaturesplummet first, have to leavecomfortably warmblanketed chair close my tabletput writing on holdtill I’m feeling warm and bold … again, andmaintain till the nextdusky-dark six pm in short six monthsdusky-dark will creep inaround nine pm but then I’ll need toset…
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The Digital Shroud
The Digital Shroud think of all the thoughts and wordswe send to the clouddoomed to be forgottenlost in the digital shroudcontaining GaiaTerra Firma’seternal soulmurdered forprogress – that is…greed by thosewho bleedprofits – LE – 12/26/24
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On The Second Day Of Christmas
Silverbell Lake Ride On The Second Day Of Christmas puffy whip cream cloudson a bright blue skynot much sunto dazzle the eye contrail-etched crescentsand question marks inscattered patches of blueprovoke questions of intent statuesque roadrunnerpoised in the shoulder brushdarts to the right aswe roll by trash in the pathunder the Grant Rd. bridgemakes the descentand…
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What’s Up
What’s Upby 4 Non Blonds Twenty-five years and my life is stillTrying to get up that great big hill of hopeFor a destination I realized quickly when I knew I shouldThat the world was made up of this brotherhood of manFor whatever that means And so I cry sometimesWhen I’m lying in bed just to…
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Surprise
Dreamt I woke from a dream I was dreaming… Surprise roused from my napdreamt Midnight the catwas sitting on my lap but no just a black ditty bagwith painted yelloweyes blinking in surprise –LE – 12/8/24
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Another Look At Primordial Ooze In The Darkness
The Primordial Ooze the darkness isgrowing and I’m oldso what to doone thing onlyfight the growingdark strike a sparka match a candlelight a bonfire spark itwherever opportunitypresents tindermake daily choicesthat brighten notdarken ourcollectivefutures don’t be deceivedall actions havecosts impactever brighterfutures or breeddark superstitionsreverse evolutionsliding back into the primordial ooze –LE
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