You’ve never really travelled, until you take the train over trestles, under mountains, moving with your mother under caverns of the sky, your measured steps, with every boot are like…
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You’ve never really travelled, until you take the train over trestles, under mountains, moving with your mother under caverns of the sky, your measured steps, with every boot are like…
Leave a CommentI believe in seven impossible things before breakfast I believe in the game-tying home run in the bottom of the ninth I believe the roads we walk will never end…
Leave a Commentalone sitting under a full June moon our feet splash the river of time as we sit on the bank with our bottle of wine at last you’re mine And the…
Leave a Comment“I canna believe that he’s gone,” wailed the widow, though perhaps a little too loud. “Tis a terrible fate,” said the butler, as he moved away from the crowd. “Who…
Leave a CommentLonesome George was a lonesome man lived life longer than most of us can but he never had sons and he never said why and he died of a broken…
Leave a Commenton getting older as my next decade takes its careful aim at my hair I reflect on life as I have known it thus far we men, still fascinated by…
Leave a CommentI went on a vacation out Hawaii way I found a nice resort for an extended stay (Komaniwanaleia) I fell asleep one day out on that sandy beach Dreaming of…
Leave a CommentExplication: In honor of the Supreme Court’s favorable ruling today on what we’ve come to call ObamaCare, I’m dusting off my “poem about insurance.” This happened a few years ago…
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