Category: Audio Version
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Generations *
Generations Judge Not My parents were among those labelled the “Greatest Generation”. They were born into a world of mind-boggling change. What had long been a static landscape was undergoing a whirlwind of innovation; motor cars, flying machines, the electrification of cities, communications and medicine. They were young but old enough to be aware of…
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My Christmas Wish *
My Christmas Wish this year is: That your soul rests gently in your breast That your family draws near And if they cannot That they remain near in your thoughts That your ills are cured And if not, then they be eased That you be well-warmed, well-fed And well-loved That generosity and kindness Become your…
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Things *
Things I admit I have many things, more things than I need and certainly more than I deserve. But they tend to be small, inconsequential things. They occupy little space and require little to no maintenance. I have an emotional attachment to them, but to lose them would cause me just a brief sigh. But…
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Over The Swords
Over The Swords I watch her from a distance, out of sight so she doesn’t feel the weight of my concern. She has enough to worry about. She needs to be light as thistledown, precise as a machine, graceful as billowing silk and as strong as the swords at her feet. She doesn’t need to…
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Magic Is Subtle *
Magic Is Subtle This life is an elaborate hoax. In the end there is no saving grace. Robbed of one final act of defiance Save the manner and the hour Of my departure. It’s a projection, a holographic illusion Displayed on an earth-size screen. The illusion is not so obvious, Like a palmed coin Appearing…
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Aunty Mary’s Christmas *
Aunty Mary’s Christmas As imperfect as it may be This is the way I remember it. Rising excitement bubbled through the house, From figurines on the mantle, To garlands draping the fireplace, To red and green candles on the table. All the finishing touches laid with care,, To the scented, stately tree Standing in the…
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If I Could *
If I Could If I could take you back again What would I give? The years of watching you go Were like slow relentless steps On the road to present ruin. No way to anticipate the path That lead us to this point Of cold indifference. Hand-in-hand we set out On a voyage paved with…
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Reading To Children *
Reading To Children Suspend all disbelief Cast off your cap of cynicism and cloak of doubt Clear the mist before your eyes Listen to laughter on the air Learn these lessons anew Such sights never existed before this moment Never to come this way again They slip like sand from cupped hands Up-turned faces with…
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When Trees Were Real *
When Trees Were Real Once upon a time When Yuletide trees were real Dragged scented and dripping Through doorways too narrow And placed in rooms too low-ceilinged To accommodate both tallest branches And a star. Boxes of birdnest lights And broken ornaments Too much loved to cast away Spilled from closets, attics and garages. Tinsel,…
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Stone Upon Stone *
Stone Upon Stone Striving, ever reaching to make that spiritual leap. From earthly clay to heavenly heights. With these simple tools of words: A task, a challenge, a goal That seems forever beyond reach. I want to paint. I want to sculpt. I want to sing. I weep in frustration. Piling stone upon stone, Note…
Palimpsest 