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I was riding a blind horse down the center of town Horns honked Women screamed Men heehawed mouths wide open– all I could see is calamity; the horse saw nothing, followed the guidance of my gentle nudge of the reins on his neck showing him his way home after cashingContinue Reading

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Under a canopy of blue sky A light breeze lifts the new leaves on summer trees. Flocks of blackbirds season the backyard Like pepper cloves sprinkled randomly on a green earth.   A flurry, a swirl charging the mix to flight. and silence falls as if they were never there.Continue Reading

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Sun contemplates the language of landscape at twilight as a thread of light encircles the horizon.   The calm orb slides down its nightly path pulls the silken imaginary curtain                                         Continue Reading