Category Archives: ’tis a gift to be simple

How trying living in a world of nonsense.

How trying living in a world of nonsense. I would wear skirts and talk to chickens, grow fundamental daisies upon mountaintops, spook an old house, listen in on sneaky little children. The truth is though, the world contains us well. … Continue reading

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love poem

And if once or twice, and now and then or later you, hell, or i, find it standing among the hens and swallows, somewhere under eaves and gables rooms of boxes boxes silk and closets chests of drawers too full … Continue reading

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This little riddle kid

Riddle me this, kid: This little riddle kid next to a scrap can sleeping on a lid. A half protected little girl cresting on a sea of garbage. Now the question is, can thoughts from a prayer world produce a … Continue reading

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a poem a day, even if an old one

Holderlin is a hard act to follow. I’ll put something light up here today. Something like… heron in sunshine sky wishing to rain grey marsh a kingdom he surveys i on my doorstep counting the ways everything matters everything fades … Continue reading

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Rough Work (in memory of Ann Bunting-Mock)

Let me just sit and feel the morning change into her winter clothes again. Summer’s breath just passed across my hands, undulating like a line of pelicans above the dunes and hollows of my palms. I have become my age. … Continue reading

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Teach the children paradox

Teach the children paradox, ubiquitous, and equinox. Teach them how to shadow box and sing the praises of the dark and deadly ways of memory and love. Teach them also how to snarl how to drive a lover wild when … Continue reading

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Ann Bunting-Mock

AANN BUNTING-MOCK     Aann Bunting-Mock died January 3, 2008, from cancer. She was 57 years old. Aann leaves behind the loves of her life — her family members: Bruce, her beloved; all of her wonderful children — Logan Mock-Bunting, … Continue reading

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