Raised in the midwest, writing poetry and stories since age 10, studied theatre and history, moved across country and back, working on first novels, an historical fantasy and a 'space opera', owned by two cats, and partnered by one rabbit,
a long time seeker, still seeking along at least three paths. Fascinated by horses, history, poetry, language, theatre, musicals, westerns, ballads, swans, owls, and pegasi
He was the one I never questioned would be there,
the one I never expected would go
so far I can't find him now.
and I can't.
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The last time I accomplished this task,
I was too young to realize it,
that would be why it seemed so easy,
to learn my 'mother tongue'.
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You and me, Mr. Spock
where do we fit?
A sharp eared peg
into the nearly deaf hole,
...
Catching fireflies feels
like catching poems,
Or should I say that
The other way around?
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No one I know here would say
They don't know what it feels like to be touched.
Maybe lots of folks would say
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