Start

 

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Something coming, something going

 

The leaves that caught fire

Now lie in hosts

Every one

Edged sharply in white

 

Frost becomes dew

In the spill of a beam

Morning’s sun

Melting crystal cathedrals

 

The dogs stick their noses

Through the door

And quickly determine

They can wait a little longer

 

I stare into the steam

Of my coffee

And wonder if I’ll ever again

Find something to write about

 

Guess it’s time to go rake those leaves.

 

 

 

Words and image are my own.

 

 

©2017

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Take it on Faith

 

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Remembering to forget

 

That deeply satisfying c r u n c h

Biting down on a triple folded chip

A roil of cream

In a freshly made morning coffee

The slap of the cold walking out the door

After a night of red wine and easy laughter

The way the dog’s hind legs go out like taut ropes

When you rub his belly just so

Feeling the down of her nape beneath her hair

When you’re both snug in the bubble

 

Life is that smell when you walk past the bakery

Or that first scent of ocean as you drive to the beach

Cut grass in summer

Silence in a snow-covered wood

Children engrossed in making a drawing

Life is not the long wait for death

Life is forgetting to wait for death.

 

 

 

Words and image are my own.

 

©2017

 

 

 

 

You Look Like Rain

 

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Drops

 

As a child

I believed that clouds

Made rain

The way that sadness

Made tears

It took me a long time

To realise

The clouds were the rain, that

This was how

They came back to Earth

Rain is just

The clouds coming home.

 

 

 

Words and image are my own.

 

©2017

 

 

 

Highway 31

 

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Hydroplane

 

The drum of the rain

So loud on the roof that

It near drowns out the stereo

The mad cascade and

The reckless red blinking of

Cars weaving through a white-out of spray

Kids silent in the backseat

Locked into the blue glow of their screens

Then everything

Lurches

That slippery fish movement

The center of gravity shifting

A sense of going over

Somehow

She jerks us back from the edge of the tip

Another shift and we start to go again

On the other side

All drunken sailor like

She stops fighting it

Her hands let go the wheel

And the whole world spins us into the guardrail

Facing back the way we came

 

The trooper that stands at my window

Looks sixteen

“Everyone OK here?”

“Fine.”

She hands him her license

“I’ll need yours too, Sir.”

“He hasn’t got one,” she says

“He’s Australian.”

 

The actual song we were listening to when the SHTF.

 

Words and image are my own.

 

©2017

 

 

 

River deep

 

 

We took the kids up to the Delaware Water Gap on the NJ/PA border this past week. Jersey girl and I had been up there just a few weeks prior and it was very cool to see the changes the season had wrought.

 

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The scenery is immediately striking.

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The mighty Delaware River.

 

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Marshlands are a strong feature of the area.

 

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By the second trip, Fall had really started to kick in.

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This time we stopped by Dingman’s falls.

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Dingman’s is actually a series of falls.

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The river was a little more dramatic on this particular day.

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The official description: Delaware Water Gap National Recreation Area straddles a stretch of the Delaware River on the New Jersey and Pennsylvania border. It encompasses forested mountains, grassy beaches and the Delaware Water Gap, which slices through the Kittatinny Ridge. Miles of trails include a section of the Appalachian National Scenic Trail. Dingmans Creek Trail leads through a hemlock ravine to towering Dingmans Falls.

 

 

All images are my own.

 

©2017

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

True sea

 

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Two souls/systems/bodies

Interacting for a time

Then moving apart

Though separated by miles

Or even the Universe

Can no longer be described separately

They become a single soul/system/body

It is the most beautiful equation in physics

What happens to one

Continues to affect the other

No matter how distant

quantum mechanics does not recognize a vacuum

There is no emptiness

And If two souls get entangled in a wave

They will remain so

Forever.

 

 

 

Word configuration and image are my own.

 

©2017