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Category Archives: Life
Put on your shoes
“A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step” Laozi Our journey has finally begun there have been fits, starts, delays in getting here; now finally underway, I am ill at ease The irony, not … Continue reading
Posted in Introspection, Life, Uncategorized
Tagged aging, Alzheimers, dementia, family, journeys, memory loss, travreling
Old growth
At age seven I nearly killed the pubescent birch tree anchoring our Minneapolis backyard stripping it of all its bark, roots to four feet up – the physical limits of my fanciful reach As Mrs. Kime’s most intrepid first-grader I … Continue reading
Posted in Growing up me, Life, Uncategorized
Tagged age, birch trees, childhood, growing older, marking time and age, new growth, old growth, poem, poems about birch trees, poetry, poetry about growing up, remembrances, reminiscing, tree rings, tree roots, trees, youth
Put on your shoes
“A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step” Laozi Our journey has finally begun there have been fits, starts, delays in getting here; now finally underway, I am ill at ease The irony, not … Continue reading
Posted in Introspection, Life, Uncategorized
Tagged aging, Alzheimers, dementia, family, journeys, memory loss, travreling
Recalculating
another turning point crossroads of cliché and same ole what to do which way to turn got here without GPS will navigate as always, following stars gut instinct not infallible co-pilot riding shotgun, no desire to shoot let alone take … Continue reading
Posted in Introspection, Life, Moments, Philosophies, Uncategorized
Tagged food for thought, life philosophy, love, philosiphication, philosophy, poem, poetic, spirituality
Newlyweds ago
Loft apartment, late Saturday afternoon spontaneity interrupted by shrill, continual oven timer buzz “Pizzas done” says she “But I’m not” replies he not-rhythmic, static range-buzzer drone not disrupting tempo of early life-together moral they learned how easily heat, afterglow can … Continue reading
Posted in Life, Love and Romance, Moments, Relationships
Tagged afternoon delight, burned pizza, life, love, married life, newlyweds, passion, poetry about passion, reminiscing, romance
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Patching things together
Growing up on a small farm, rural Minnesota space was scarce, times were lean and the land was life ma and pa granted my brother, sister and I a small plot every spring in which to plant and nurture pumpkins; … Continue reading
Posted in Life, Snippets and snapshots, Uncategorized
Tagged Halloween, Jack-O-Lanterns, pumpkin patch, pumpkins
Shackled
He sits in a rural Midwestern jail cell, his thoughts known only to God maybe himself. Just maybe. Two people are dead. Multiple lives altered irreparably cold, legalese narrative intones burglary gone more than bad stolen shotgun, car, arson. Death. … Continue reading
Posted in Life, Uncategorized
Tagged Boy Scouts, Cub Scouts, jail
Wood-post modernist
thrills are to be had secrets need revealing wonders beg unraveling truths urge to be told revelations dark and light constrained in the pristine symmetry of new, freshly sharpened shiny-yellow pencil just above the perfectly honed greyish tip peach-fuzz wisps … Continue reading
Posted in Introspection, Life, Philosophies, Writers and Writing
Tagged ideas, imagery, introspection, life, pencils, philosiphication, poem, poetic terms, poetry, poets, self-awareness, writers, writig
Rider less
What goes around comes around life more Tilt-A-Whirl than Merry-go-Round Symmetry, overrated repetition needs expected spontaneity no matter how it goes down up…? Nobody waits in line just anticipating the thrill of getting strapped in and staying grounded save the … Continue reading
Posted in Life, Philosophies
Tagged growing older, introspection, life, philosiphication, philosophy, poem, poems