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‘TIS THE NIGHT OF WINTER SOLSTICE

‘Tis three nights before Christmas, the day after Hanukkah, eight from St. Lucia, and five ’til Kwanzaa. ‘Tis two months since Diwali, India’s festival of light, as Sun settles into our world’s longest night.   A breeze hugs the mountain, nudging … Continue reading

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REQUIEM FOR AN UNNAMED SOUL

A clean page A fresh start That is the promise. Did you decide it was time to leave? Or did you depend on your heart to make that choice? Were you in over your head – unable to see the silver … Continue reading

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AS NOW FADES TO YESTERDAY

When this very second is no longer the future and becomes the past in less time than it takes to type this sentence, living in the moment almost seems easy, but is it? If I just plug along and operate on auto … Continue reading

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THE STOWAWAY

Three hours in, and it’s a crapshoot as to whose self-control has disintegrated faster than tissue paper kissed by a lit match. From where, oh where did that blast of vile wind spring forth? What insidious organ expelled you from its … Continue reading

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‘TWAS THE NIGHT OF WINTER SOLSTICE

‘Twas three nights before Christmas, the fifth of Hanukkah, four from Galungan, and still five ’til Kwanzaa. ‘Twas two months since Muharram and India’s festival of light, when sun snuggled down into earth’s longest night.

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If no one sees my tears, Does it mean I do not cry?

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SONG OF MY SELF ~ An Introspection

While filing snippets of writing exercises, prompts, and ideas jotted on napkins in dark restaurants, I came across a poem I wrote using the first line in Walt Whitman’s 1892 poem “Song of Myself” as a starting point… “I celebrate … Continue reading

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