(For Deborah Ann Powell on our 22nd Marriage Anniversary) blessed groove of days as good as music melodies rhythms riffing relentlessly in pressing drive of will to live and love working it out baby gots to keep working it out. fussing cacophony and savored pillow talk and inspirations flavors the flow of you and I, 22 years into the groove […]
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beneath clouds like gray floating sky foam, my seed the tree stretches and argues in tantrum against strangely chill summer breeze. it is a different feel from our little vegetable garden in back planted in raised wood box fortress against ravaging squirrels. leafy herbs and greens sprout and yield salad for season and then buried in ice and snow. the […]
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ninety something birthday. Grandpa Kelsey came by, gave seeling gift to plant in backyard…
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