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  • My Words
    Apprentice Bard
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    The Cool White North Country
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    Mathematics, music, poetry, gardens, birds, games...

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  1. Mourning Dove Days These are mourning-dove days, when the air is a plush green velvet blanket moving in languid caresses like a lover’s breath on your neck and colored in maple and aspen whispers, rumors, retold by the waving buttercups and blue-eyed grasses to a world slowed down enough to listen to their songs over the voices of tanned, teenaged boys wading barefoot, like restless egrets stalking in clear, cool, creek waters where mysterious ducks swam at dawn and wily trout still lurk and ponder the habits of gnats and mosquitoes under overhanging cottonwood roots as twelve times the distant church bell greets the sun, warm as an embrace, yet watching warily the western skies where thunderheads build themselves into towering cities, full of noise and fury, enough to rouse the fir-clad mountains, roaring in distant reply, like a weary parent demanding a return to tranquility.
  2. @dughlas helped me remember walks on the beach. My thanks to him…

    In the drawer

    sand dollars and seashells

    live in a small painted wooden box,

    souvenirs of long afternoon walks at low tide

    when the sea sang soft to the sand bar

    of full moons and rhythms

    without rest. 

  3. @AC Benus This is such a beautiful work, full of yearning and lyricism. Thank you for sharing it today.
  4. Late Spring In the woods, carcasses of old trees lie strewn upon a thousand autumns, ancient oaks’ bones mixed up with newly downed beeches, their hymns to the west wind forgotten by new buds and the deep, silent moss. From the hill, the world’s frantic frenzy appears but a minor commotion; the maples’ first hot blush at bold spring’s advances sets scandalized robins atwitter, yet they yield to the field’s temptation. Mergansers appear unannounced, like some avian rock stars on tour, resting between cities with fan-packed stadiums, happy to grace the creek’s obscure waters for a day before they jet northward.
  5. I’m delighted, though not delectable. Looking forward to September…
  6. The sun has dimmed and the birds are silent with this news. Wayne was wonderful to work with and read for. His prompts spurred me to write a series of short stories, and it’s not done yet. I will miss him very much.
  7. BUNGE Brother Urquhart never gives explanations. CORDS
  8. TROUT Though Richard often underutilizes toilets. OUTER
  9. PUPPY Philippe understands Paul’s problematic youth. IRONY
  10. TWINK Then we’d invite naughty knowledge TOMES
  11. WATER While Aaron treats Edward royally BATHE
  12. I’m glad you’re here on GA. Hope you enjoy being here.
  13. Some high-strung fireworks for your day :)



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