Tag: ShortStory
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Save Our VA Protest 9/26/25
There were 7 or of us for this moning’s protest. It was looking like we might get wet for a while, but the rains stayed away … again. Of those I could see through their car windows, somewhere between 80 and 90% of those changing shifts responded positively. Of course, there were a few (less…
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Hunt The Sky
Hunt The Skyby Voiceplay Steel in hand, we march as oneUnder moon and the burning sunSky-beasts come with claws of flameWe strike hard and we take no name Hunt the sky Through storm and rain across the seaWe chase the beasts and our destinyFrom mountains peak to the depths belowAx in grip and we never…
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Roadrunner
Encountered this fellow on Tuesday’s ride… thought he deserved a few verses of his own…; -) Roadrunner ran across my patha challenge to race, it seemsheaved in my hot face goth-like personawearing a stiff black mohawkand long tail feathers feet resemblingspinning wheels throwing up dustdark-rimmed eyes glaring challenge presentedmy momma didn’t raise no foolso just…
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September Morning Ride
This is based on my Tuesday morning ride – 9/23/25. 26 miles in a little less than 3 hrs. Yes, I was quite ‘burnt’ and exhosted by the time I got home…; -) September Morning Ride starring into the deep blue voida single thought-bubble-cloudpresiding over mountains and sky riding a sun-bakedand blistered, faded side streeta…
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An Old Poem From The Mid ’90s
I posted this about a year ago. Thoght I’d give it another go…; -) Stew and Recipe Closing, the waking dream unfolds, the path to consciousness — untold,The printer hums, the keyboard clicks, the cursor blinks, 1 human brain (shredded). The surge crashes, the mind blanks — consciousness returns. 2-much stock (quantum soup — quarks,…
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Flowers Real And Plastic
Flowers Real And Plastic Flowers that are realWhile some are colored plasticPollinators hum –LE – 9/14/25
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Youthful Indiscretions – 1977
Youthful Indiscretions – 1977 – Memoir Memories Depressed after divorceUsed to ride myChopped HondaDown a snake-curvyRoad north Midway into that driveWas a RR crossingAbout twelve feet wideRoad ramped to itOn either sideAbout 45 degreesAnd maybe fourFeet high Used to lay into the curvesKnees nearly scrapingThe pavement as ISlalomed byAs fast as I couldCoax my rideTried…
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Barracuda
Barracudaby Heart So this ain’t the endI saw you again todayI had to turn my heart away You smiled like the sunKisses for everyone and talesit never fails! You lying so low in the weedsI bet you gonna ambush meYou’d have me down on my kneesWouldn’t you, Barracuda? Back overTime when we were allTrying for…
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When I Was Young – A Memoir Memory
When I Was Young – A Memoir Memory As a young manI went to seeWhat lay beyondOur one-horse town’sCity streetsAnd the outlyingNorth coast trees Hitchhiked to theSeaboard eastNew York CityWhere theMonsters feastAnd skylineGleams Spent some timeIn a ‘hippie commune’Living off tips from buskingIn Washington SquareAnd a biker barI took my nightlyMeal there Decided theCommune life…
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