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a windmill woven with barren winter vines her frozen tresses strain against the chill– the widow rusts alone in the field 09 Jan 2008, rural Illinois Advertisements
take me away past the lonesome telephone lines / out of the cold grey snow/dusty frozen ground… i’m tethered on the boundary of your love and crossed out in the world’s memo-book.
09 Jan 2008, along the Illinois side of the Mississippi broken trees each branch a weather report black land cross-thatched a skim of ice scrabble of last summer’s new willows the river heals its scars stitched with running snags and … Continue reading
thoughts this time stealing crost broken roads, bouncing over century stones. the reflections of stars in twinkling lightning bugs… meeting you my hungry warm blood mingling with lusting thoughts creeps steadily on as another dusk falls, painting rooms with greys … Continue reading
20 Oct 2007 No words tumble from my tongueYou — young man,Full of life and possibilityAbility to learn, think, grasp,Aspirations’ doors await. It’s late — your hug, so firm and tall–Goodbyes said,Back to life, responsibilitySilly tears to bed.
some days i go to paint and all i find is unrelated pain i avoid red and it finds me squeezes me trails across me in unwanted tears
were i to live on fair trade chocolate and home made breadmy ears alive with strains of Debussythen sweet perfection granted methe nose and ears and tongue to savor pearls of fantasie