Category: ShortStory
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Wild Amarillo Poppies
Wild Amarillo Poppies Heading north on the LoopPast the Road to NowhereThe fresh aroma of greasewood Soothes my mind Winter browns and gray-greensTurning Kelly and day-glo onTrees and bushes in theRiverbed and washes Then, past El Camino Del CerroWild amarillo poppiesShoulder our path under theMarbled, milky-blue dome of sky –LE – 2/25/24
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Life in Ravenna Until Retirement – Memoir Continued
Life in Ravenna Until Retirement – Memoir Continued Shortly after my Rockwell job ended, I bought a trailer (mobile home) in Ravenna (a few miles northeast of Kent), where I lived until I retired. The lot rent and my loan payments for the trailer, combined, were quite a bit less than what I had been…
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La Fiesta de los Vaqueros – Tucson Rodeo
La Fiesta de los VAQUEROS – Tucson Rodeo Rodeo was this weekend. This is the rodeo’s 99th year in Tucson. The Rodeo Parade started at 9 am. on Thurday. Schools were closed on Thursday and Friday, so kids could attend the rodeo. The rodeo ends on Sunday. I rode my recumbent to the parade and…
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Shake The Dust
Shake the Dustby The Sweeplings RiseGuide me to the lightOh, how IBreathe the night, breathe the nightRiseBreak out from the rustSee every captive freeTo shake the dust RiseI won’t be held downOh, how IFeel it now, feel it nowRiseLeavin’ all that wasSee every captive freeTo shake the dustSee every captive freeTo shake the dust Here…
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Coyote-three-pack
Coyote-three-pack Desert Survivors Native Plant NurseryHoney-glazed in the late morning sunCoyote-three-pack shimmers toward theSanta Cruz and its dry bedLooking healthy and well fed Dapper Roadrunners colorfully decked-outFor the mating season’s onset, scurryTo and fro between nursery and riverbedWith coyotes stalking those colorful birdsWhat would Wiley E’s advice be? –LE – 2/20/24
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My Date at the Local Big Boy – Memoir Extract
My Date at the Local Big Boy – Late 1960s Beaver Park BallRoom, cover band (The Four) playing top 40, Four Seasons, Tommy James, Wipe-out, and most were… Rode with Tiny D…, who having gotten lucky, as usual, left me to find a ride or hitch home. It was late by the time I walked…
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What’s the True Motivation – Memoir – Philosophical Appendices
What’s the True Motivation? I always thought I did things because they were what I wanted to do. But recently I’ve been wondering whether my choices were in reality made for me by society and my peers, fabricating my desires. Did I become a musician, artist, writer because deep in the core of my being,…
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My Residence In Kent – Memoir Continued
My Residence in Kent Toward the end of my time in Kent, Kristen and her family came to visit me. That included her husband, Jerry, and her two sons, Jerid and Colin (my grandchildren), who were a year or two younger than my twins, Dylan and Caitlin (their aunt and uncle). We had a good…
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The River
The River by Blues Saraceno Oh, my Lord, take this soulLay me at the bottom of the riverThe devil has come to carry me homeLay me at the bottom, the bottom of the river Oh, my Lord, take this handSave me from the gallowsHear this news, bear my goldLay me in the shallowsEvil’ll come if…
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Towner’s Woods Remembered
Towner’s Wood Remembered leaf-carpet strewn pathssoggy in low trail dipsdry and brittle where elevatedoak, brich, maple, sassafrasbeach, black walnut, andtree of heaven leaves intertwinedforming that carpet decayed, disintegrating bridgespans the stream-bed leading toTwin Lakes, visible through thetree trunks and from theindian mounds, worn trail tothe crests, offerings scatteredover the rocks old railroad water station andtrack-bed…
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