No Strings Attached
Our little wooden cottage was set up on the coast of the Summer Vacay, not very far from the sea. A walk with grandpa, enjoying the tranquility and warmth of…
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American Mistress
It was odd what had come over Jake’s parents. Usually they argued. Sometimes violently. But this morning it seemed they had found some sort of common ground. His father…
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The Pure Savage
On lofty land The pure savage bird Builds its eyries With plenty of benign Dark from the human race The majestic Eagle, Flaps its mighty wings with elegance. Screeching across…
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Dawn of a Dove
Chirping hummingbirds with wriggling flies, Dancing butterflies to carefree crows, blossoming florets and awaken shrubs, They wonder, they ponder dazed in a maze Where have all the chaos vanished,…
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Over the hills, Along the shore.
Virescent lines drawing curves of hills I worship every time I recall her figure, Douglas firs aligned Rivet memories from our first kiss How dry cracks on her lips Touched…
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I Will Stop Loving You
When the sun doesn’t shine And dreams are no longer mine When hopes run out And volcanoes no longer shout When all the oceans become dry And you count…
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Nightscape
Fog horns sound though air soaked in blackness. All evening long listening to hiss of trucks, cars. Shadows brush across walls as trees trace their branches. Gathering and…
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In This Godforsaken City
The sole meaning of life is to serve humanity. ― Leo Tolstoy We live here. In this city. A Godforsaken one. We live in wooden houses, brick ones,…
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Winter Warriors
I have examined the night sky. Seen appear the moon, stars, and meteors. During winter’s freeze, Orion, lost in Crete, stands tall, his belt tight, against his waist, hosting the…
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A Street Musician’s Plea
Sure, I screwed up somewhere along the line. But at least I held onto this guitar, even if I can’t afford new strings. And I know some old songs, not…
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To My Brother In Heaven
Dear Brother, Some may say it is unwise of me to write a letter to you when you are somewhere this letter cannot reach, but there are things I want…
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Feeling Comfortable in Your Skin
I tell myself, the moon will rise from darkness. – Mahmoud Darwish Everybody around including near/dear ones, are concerned for your well-being. Unless, however, any apparent physical symptoms…
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The Moment Between Impulse and Control
We step onto the roof in anticipation. Just the two of us and a bottle of wine, a cool summer breeze caressing our faces. “What now?” I ask. “We’ll just…
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Simplicity
Simplicity, That is what’s calling me Nature’s longevity Watching so stealthily. Simplicity, That is who calls to me. Minimal tendencies Saving serenity. Simplicity, Silent sweet reverie Blending eternities,…
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Restoration Through Bombs: Seeding 900,000 Trees In Flight
Welcome to a world that is struggling to make amends to the problems that have been brought upon in the name of science and development. That is why we keep…
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