Tag: ShortStory
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Down Under
Down Under by Men at Work Travelling in a fried-out KombiOn a hippie trail, head full of zombieI met a strange lady, she made me nervousShe took me in and gave me breakfastAnd she said: “Do you come from a land down underWhere women glow and men plunderCan’t you hear, can’t you hear the thunderYou…
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The Move to Tucson 2019 – Memoir Continued
The Move to Tucson 2019 After we got back to Ashland, we spent some time thinking about what a move would entail. Tina decided to sell her house to finance one in Tucson. We hadn’t looked at any while we were there, so we decided to rent for a few months or even a year…
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April’s Last Morning on the Loop Tucson
April’s Last Morning on the Loop Tucson horizon to horizon, a cerulean domenot a cloud in the skySol’s long, warm morning rayscast another perfect day a slight breeze bobs the heavyOleander blossoms up and downside to side on their long green stemsarching toward the ground all around Silverbell Lake is placid and stillfishermen snoozing in…
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No Do-overs
No Do-overs some old people complainabout where they endedin their journeys around Sol saying, if they had it to do overthey’d choose different directionsmake better decisions; but I beg to differ all things being equal (same conditions), everyone does the best they can, given their knowledge and circumstance-compulsions no matter their committed determinationtheir lives would…
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Vacation in Tucson – Memoir Continued
Vacation in Tucson AZ 2018 In early October, Tina and I took a trip to Tucson to visit her son, Scott. We hadn’t gone anywhere since our last trip to Savannah in 2015. We had just bought a new car (2018 Chevy Spark) in July and were pretty confident that it would make the 3-day…
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Feeling the Need for a Little Magic
The Color of Musical Magic Spells Strumming colors into woven spells,intricate patterns of color,where pulling a single threadunravels the whole illusion. Chords, where each note vibrates in its ownhue, making physical structures in the air,floating on the soothing, smooth,intricate work of musical magic. Close your eyes and drift along.Hear the colors building the spell.Open your…
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After the Gold Rush
After the Gold Rushby Neil Young Well, I dreamed I saw the knightsIn armor comingSaying something about a queenThere were peasants singing andDrummers drummingAnd the archer split the tree There was a fanfare blowingTo the sunThat was floating on the breezeLook at Mother Nature on the runIn the 1970sLook at Mother Nature on the runIn…
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Security a Myth
Security a Myth mainstream andsocial media sites bleed murder larceny andviolence of every stripegovernment leaders, theworst confidence-menthis side of prison gates brunt of our conditioning authoritarians convincing us of our super vulnerabilityneed security forces at their beck and call must spendlimited resourcesto eliminate crimethe security myth the excuse of all tyrants but damn little for…
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Gone Blowsy Already
Gone Blowsy Already a third of the Brittlebush hasgone blowsy alreadyand April’s not even done their yellow petals wind-pluckedlike she loves me, loves me notsfuzzy brown heads bob gray-green pincushionspinioned with plethorasof frizzy-headed straight pins –LE – 4/21/24
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Late April Morning Sun
Late April Morning Sun the late April sun leaves my legs and arms itchy and red after three hoursa 23-mile recumbent bike run the dew-rag between my helmetand head is soaked throughbarely keeps the sweatout of my face the ride’s elevation inclinemore than 700 feet took my10 bars of internal power andstrength down to zero…
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