Tag: Monochrome-Madness
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Pivotal Judo Match – A Memoir Memory
Judo Match When I was preparing for my Sandan test,had to compete in a rank tournament togain more points for my advancement. This was my first match, and I needed to win.My opponent was my rank, but younger,fast and agile; he mounted the tatami with confidence We took our starting marks and bowed.The ref said…
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Chicago Adventure – Another Memoir Memory
Chicago Adventure Back in the late 70s, my trio-mates and I were in Chicago, looking to find venues that would let us play our original folk and folk-rock song sets, and hopefully make a little cash for gas as well. We had stopped at a Ground Round type restaurant (they were popular back then, there…
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November Bike-path Ride
November Bike-path Ride a Tucson bright blue November morn’ sun-baked desert floor faded greens and brittle browns high and dry bike-path riding on a Tucson bright blue November morn’ –LE – 11/14/24
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Another Cold November Morn’
Another Cold November Morn’ another cloudless November skysun-bathed landscape not too distant mountainsdim silhouettes on the horizon interim landscape bathedgolden, yellow, and brown counterpoints of black and graydefine the actors in Sol’s play as a roadrunner scampers inamong the plant-based thespians scrub-sage and Brittlebush bonesfreeze-dried in the night time cold home to moon-frosted apparitionswaiting for…
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Lookout Finch
Lookout Finch scanning bushesfor any cattail twitchesbefore dining at the feederbreakfast buffetrecently toppled byferal cat’s paws finches routed byhalf a dozen pigeonbig-boys, the size ofbarred rock chickens, whilestealthy paws send themskittering skyward to roofs and into the treesseeking a safe perch andcomforting anonymitywhile feral pools of cats’ pawsripple and flow, primordial oozein the hedgerow –LE…
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A Memoir Memory From 1980
Lunch In A City Park Ah, there’s a bald head andThere, bouncing boobsOver there, a large paunchParading through They’re all here at lunchtimeMidday summer respiteBlazes of red, yellow, and blueSomething old, something new Feminine styles seated on the lea‘Machos’ up against the treesSleesey dudes strutting throughThey’re all here, lunchtime ease The band is playing, a…
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Repost From 2022 – Anticipation and Achievement
Anticipation and Achievement Let’s be honest. The highs of anticipation and expectation are the best anyone will get out of life, not to mention death. No experience, event, action, or consequence ever lives up to its expectation, especially on the positive side, not work or love, nor physical, mental, or spiritual pleasures of any kind.…
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Homeward Bound
Homeward Bound three small, single-colored butterfliesyellow, orange, and white flitamong tired looking Brittlebush, Sageand Desert Mallow in the dry riverbedwaves and sloshes of the last flood watersrolling down to the Gila are bakedinto the mud, looking like fossilized water dry and dead grasses glimmer whitishin the September morning sununder a summer-blue skynot a cloud to…
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The Loop – The Tucson Side
The Loop – The Tucson Side two days after a recordmonsoon rainfallthe Santa Cruz was stillfairly full and rapidly flowingto the Gila, more than60 miles north of Tucson a blue-gray cloudy daywith Sol poking rays throughin intricate, ladder-like patternsbacked by verdant greensdried-grass tans and yellow-cappedBrittlebush side-glance gleams the breeze was brisk andrefreshing, while theatmosphere hung…
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Typical Tucson July
Typical Tucson July early morning ride sawstraw colored buffel grasscovered hills and flatsthe desert floor resemblingyellow-tan tatami mats contrast the verdant greensof the bushes and treesthe aloe’s silver-blue greensthe dry, desert landscapea somber, mottled scene two roadrunners crossed my pathas did a couple of lizardsforegoing their pushups todayas three scorpions hightailed itright and left, out…
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