Category: Age
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Painful Grace
Bones ache Muscles burn Feet feel each step, every inch Joints creak like a rusty hinge In spite of the fluid that settles around my knees There is white in my beard now and it’s spreading It must be heavier than the dark brown My back hurts from the weight I never imagined being sore…
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Bare Feet Running – Missing Her (Audio)
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in Age, Awareness, Childlike, Freedom, Nature, Peace, remembering, Romance, Spoken-Word, Uncategorized, Writing101Boy, shirtless, bare feet accustomed to the earth, shaggy chocolate locks lightened by the sun Favorite ragged cut-offs tentatively hang on narrow hips The slap, slap, slap of his stride down a well packed earthen path Something slows and stirs and calls him to leave that way He lay in a field of deep spring…
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A few thoughts on My Dad
I got this for my birthday this weekend. It was a precious gift. (Not the carving but the words) His eyes are a darker brown, although they look black sometimes They are covered with skin, his eyelids They resemble his Native American ancestry – Dark brown or tanned Springing forth from his brownish eyes and…
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The Second Half (Audio)
I have skills I have intelligence I have proven courage I am creative and imaginative I have an easy way with people I am moderately attractive I am strong in action I have access to resources I am healthy I have led I have followed I am experienced Yet I sit I am not…