Monthly Archives: June 2012

One day  I planned to sail the deep blue sea. I only had a very little boat . My boat was big enough, but just was, barely.   Many folks thought that I was crazy . I only had a … Continue reading

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ANOTHER VISIT BY THE MOON

The moon had been carved by the shadow of the earth and it tipped into the dawn looking like a gravy boat emptying star dust.   I felt a tingling in my eyes and on my forehead as I strained … Continue reading

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PASSING SQUIRRELS

In the middle of the bridge I met the albino squirrel that I had met before but never there. I stopped and stared — so did the squirrel.   I was quite willing to loose the standoff and eventually I … Continue reading

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BEAUTY CANNOT GUARANTEE SAFETY

I walk in nice places — spaces honed by man to be appealing — landscape architecture well employed across the spaces I encounter every morning.   I’m well aware that Florida’s history has been fraught with violence and it seems … Continue reading

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I DIDN’T WANT TO DO IT

My mother asked me to. I didn’t want to do it. She wouldn’t. My father was away. My sister was a girl. I was then “the man”. Eleven years old and not wanting to be one if THAT was what … Continue reading

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I STILL CHASE RHYMES

I’ve watched the decades come and go. As I grow old there’s less I know. There was a time I was involved — took interest in and problem solved the things I thought that needed me. But now there’s much … Continue reading

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MY FATHER INTRUDED

My father was meticulous when hanging artificial ice cycles on our Christmas trees. One at a time he hung them.   His way of doing this on a particular day intruded on my morning walk as I took  in the … Continue reading

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THE SKY COMES DOWN AT DAWN

The pond is glass this morning taking the dawn sky and laying it beneath me so I can see its upside-downess just beyond my toes. A little circle resembling a dropped pebble’s wake intrudes this celestial reflection — and then … Continue reading

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TREE-SPEAK

As I walked by the live oak trees ‘twas more than sight that drew me there.   I could feel their presence well beyond what I could see.   And so I stopped awhile beneath a few — the few … Continue reading

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A BOUT WITH DISAPPOINTMENT

“That’s the way it is.” Damn it! Sometimes that’s OK but at this minute, for me, that’s not OK.   I don’t know if I am hurt the most or mad the most. They’re not far apart.   I hoped … Continue reading

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