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Change the world...starts with one step.

In the middle of a quiet room, she sat with her fingers flittered across a keyboard- making little clicking noises as they tapdanced on the keys.

Baby breathing noises were coming from nearby- from a small sleeping face peeking out of a baby blanket eggroll- the tight wrap th… Read full post »

 "I keep looking for the lesson in all this slow, painful living. "

 Joan H., OS

Today, it was Taco Bueno, and uh...ice cream.  Cold Stone was closed.  So, across town to Maggie Moo's.  I sit there watching her eat the blue stuff.  She seems pretty happy for a prego- rea… Read full post »

eyes in rapid movement

slow heavy breathing

wrapped in sheets

covered with blankets

hair, a curly mess

she was

laying on her stomach

she had

one arm above her head

it wasn't a dream

or a nightmare

but something in between

like a warning

or apprehension

and it was… Read full post »

I want to go where I am safe

but we both know

that place does not exist

I want to go where I will be free

but freedom is a mind set

When I need to talk to a friend

they always have real problems

mine are...intangible

I miss you

I… Read full post »

I would rather know

that it was never going to be

than to think I was close

to happiness, and just

missed the mark by

a minute and a half.

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One female high school student recorded her thoughts about another student, basically she said something like "...he's the type to bring a gun to school," on Facebook. 

The words… Read full post »

I didn't need the tornado siren going off in the middle of the night to warn me about the storm.  It was already here, anyway. 

Where are my battery powered lanterns?  Candles and flashlights were easy enough to find when the electricity started to flicker. 

I stood at the… Read full post »

Tina held her hair up with her left hand and used her right hand to massage the tender muscles in the back of her neck while thinking about Friday. 

This Friday wasn't just the end of a work week, it would be the end of work as she knew it.  She had… Read full post »

The world is a very different place for all of us...depending on our points of view.  Depending on our own standards that we set for ourselves.  Sometimes, I try to change the world- other times I just look at it differently.  Read full post »

Reconciliation within your heart, is a start.

Peace within your soul, is where to go. 

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When their voices became strained, and their hands - more animated, I looked down at my plate and sat quietly. 

We were having a heated discussion about the You Tube video that we watched and the article we read about it, on CNN.  Some father had shot his daughter's laptop eight… Read full post »

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Hello Mother

Hello Sister

Hello Oldest Daughter

Why must you cause strife? 

It is no big deal

It is just my life

It is just my life

Excuse me, Mother

Excuse me, Sister

Excuse me, Daughter

Do you understand

the distance is great

I have other plans...

Good bye,… Read full post »

A train whistle is heard in the distance.  The sound of the train calls to her, not unlike the migrant workers of the 1930's.

It is time to leave.

Where is the train headed?  When will it arrive?  Who are it's travelers?

She is on the fifth floor of a nearby building. … Read full post »

I saw in my yard

a tree

as barren as a tree

could be

Without a single leaf

or color of any kind

I searched the branches

for signs of life

Except for two walnuts

the life of the tree

was gone

If the two nuts

weren't hanging… Read full post »

She was

yeah she was

it was just "who she was"

and then she met

he 

he was

hard like a rock

no room for compromise

rocks will fall  

rocks crush bones

and spirits too

and so it was she

or admired the he

who crushed her like… Read full post »

Follow me thru Wilson Park.

There is something perfect about an imperfect tree.

You never know what you might find.

You never know what you might see. 

When it rains, the park is empty.

Come back again soon.

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I wonder

What is it like there,

where you live?

Not the city, exactly

just your place in it.

I wonder

If you have a routine,

that suits you.

And, if you consider yourself...

happy?

I wonder

What your voice sounds like,

or more importantly- your laugh.

What you might say to me-

if… Read full post »

As an avid John Hughes' films fan, you would think it would be hard to choose just one favorite sceen, but it is not.  My all-time favorite scene is the sweet sixteen kiss at the end of "Sixteen Candles."  My oldest daughter would disagree.  Every boyfriend she has ever had was… Read full post »