Peace to you…
Cotton ball clouds In a turquoise sky Soft breeze after the storms Storms come for all of us But after the storm comes the sweet peace Peace to you this blessed day. © Creative Commons Copyright 2013 *If you wish to share
Cotton ball clouds In a turquoise sky Soft breeze after the storms Storms come for all of us But after the storm comes the sweet peace Peace to you this blessed day. © Creative Commons Copyright 2013 *If you wish to share
The rain falls gently this easy morning And I lie half asleep Listening to the soft rain on the leaves Of the wonderful four old growth trees That bless my backyard and me They have conspired to bring The fox,
Midnight tolls its chime I try to ignore it because I know I need the sleep Still the chime tolls and another Night of sleep is a night of sleep And roaming and writing and wanting And waiting for the
The traveler boards yet another plane This time to cross the continent As always he boards with her On his mind, in his heart Filling all he is With desire and wanting Wanting beyond desire? Desire beyond wanting? It is the cost
If you are in or near DC this evening, please join brilliant poet Ingrid Anders and I at Kefa Cafe in Silver Spring on Bonifant St right at the corner of Georgia Ave at
Now will the science deniers Deny the power of nature With the mile wide tornado That destroyed huge chunks Of Oklahoma And killed children in school and Folks in their homes and workplaces How many unbelievable weather disasters Will it take for
7-ish percent officially 15-20 percent really On the street and underpasses and fading It wakes you up with a stormy stomach Roiling all your insides Before it even gets to your mind And then the mind goes wild I got nothin’,
I worry That your worry now in this difficlt time Blinds you to the beauty God gave us and put all around us It is springtime The best time to be alive The dogwoods, pear trees and The iconic cherry blossoms Call
Thinking of home as I think of you Remembering those “long” trips into Arkansas when we were just Sposed to be ridin’ around in Malden on 22 cents a gallon gas All those small town adventures and Pretty girls who
We talked across the table About the Mississippi River and its Delta And barbecue and what we’ve done with Our lives so long and so far from That Mississippi and the lands that Drained its rain runoff into it And

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