Monthly Archives: November 2010

NIGHT COMING TOO SOON

It gets worse when you suddenly find that you are old and you wonder how you got to be that old when there have been so many slow moments. What gets worse is the night coming too soon — closing … Continue reading

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UMBRELLA SOUNDS

The umbrella fought being opened as if its purpose required expertise that lay beyond my prowess. Finally it yielded and its canopy then offered sounds that kindled thoughts that brought me back to rain that fell awhile ago when I … Continue reading

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CONTINGENCIES DISRUPT

Ancient grief submerged for years is prone to rumble every now and then and may even reach the surface it has  yearned for before  contingencies disrupted its  denouement to built a mountain.

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THE LEAVES ARE STILL

The world outside my window is so still that it calls me to look carefully to double check  its status as motionless. What stirs in the slightest breeze is not stirring now. I am the one moved by this condition. … Continue reading

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WHEN

She suggested to him that he probably thought about THE END more than she did since she was much younger. She also confessed that she thought about it some. There is a time for most of us when we begin … Continue reading

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IF HE HAD KNOWN

We did not know until recently that it’s electricity that makes the chambers of the heart fire up and keep us going for all our many years. Franklin had to fly a kite and found it in the sky with … Continue reading

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RED

Around here red is the final color to exit the autumn landscape. A brisk November walk reveals that  sparkling  crimson is scattered throughout the woods amidst  some trees made skeletal by their losses and others drab  with clinging leaves that … Continue reading

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GRIEF

When it gets too heavy and intrusive you wish that it would go away. But  then you fear its distancing might cause remembrances to disappear.. It continues in  this way of getting near then going far away until some day … Continue reading

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THE UMBRELLA MAN   

Do you know the forgetful old fella who owns an umbrella,  and often  he carries  it  when  skies are quite bright,  but when clouds appear stormy he forgets and gets wet?  if you never have seen him your eyes must … Continue reading

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I HAD NEVER SEEN IT SO LONG

The timing had to be just right but I had not planned the timing for I expected nothing unusual. The early morning sun was at my back as I reached the crest of the hill  poised to walk toward its … Continue reading

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