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Far Cry

“It’s a far cry from the weight of the world,”

The old man said

Or maybe he meant “wait”

I never ask questions but

I don’t answer them either… 55 more words


Sacred Abundance

Walking along the Interurban Trail near Seattle I was lured into the center of this copse as if pulled by a powerful invitation to be at home.   53 more words



When I left
my thoughts in the days
as tic marks arose
like the blades of grass

-too numerous to count

and for their random stacking… 44 more words


You, father time!

Oh there father of mine,
you father hope, you farther lines.

You’re always moving, on the go,
you never stop, nor ever slow.

You never lie, you sometimes bore, 86 more words

The Hunting Raven

The raven changed its direction, like clockwork, in every instance my eye became conscious, of its existence, and a day came when the raven stared at me, pointed its pupil directly at me. 128 more words


What we are

We are what we dream,
in a space guarded closely
by the hours ticking slowly,
we are infinite possibilities.

Our success and our failure,
is measured by the distance from where we stand, 59 more words


After the end(poem)

Most things in life have an end
that´s just a fact to react
but after that end
as hard as it may be,
so be, 77 more words