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Lightning Strike – on the loss of a relationship
Lightning Strike Strike Me Lightning, Strike me, burn me to the ground. I hear you rumble and grumble behind the cloud – over the mountain. Show your face. I am not afraid of you or death. Death would free me from heartache. A lightning strike show the tragedy playing out in my soul. What…
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Morning Errands
Morning errands seem never-ending. Today, we went towards Bryson City instead of Sylva. We stopped at the coffee shop to ask if Bryson City has a pet store. Of course, I stopped in the coffee shop to ask. I could search GPS, but people have better answers about local places. Besides, I am still training…
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Writing on a May Morning
Chicken in a stroller Stroller dogs Bird anatomy Tradio Free the nipple Sand in your pants Pineapple on the side of the road Habit Sitting in the house nude __________________________________ We talk about the weird things we’ve seen or read about in the past week. I remember some of my own, but they are nothing…
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May 2017
May is here. 2017 has been a ride I did not want to be truthful. Politics aside, this year so far has been one of sadness and loss. Dear friends have died. We lost another pet. Then, my wife asked for separation. We are still talking and love each other. Life is hard. Nobody ever…