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Jolt

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Whenever I find myself wishing I lived alone, I’m going to remember this day.  I’m going to remember the silence that is not peaceful, that is not only the absence of sound but the absence of you.  I’m going to remember that you weren’t here when I turned to share a thought or here to ask why when the caller ID didn’t work. You weren’t here when I needed help with the old dog nor when it was time to eat. I ate alone and it didn’t seem worth it – without you. I did my normal chores and the … Continue reading Jolt

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NaPoWriMo: Day14 – After The Night

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After The Night Let’s step down this street right now, washed bright as our shining faces in the early pre-dawn light. We’ll welcome the cool air of March on our skin and breathe in the scent of freshly baking pistolettes as we meander over cobblestones worn smooth over time by thousands of footsteps. We’ll watch the pigeons pecking for errant crumbs in the banquette cracks suddenly startled by the passing of a lone musician, coronet in one hand and fried chicken leg in the other, home-bound in his wrinkled white shirt, the echoes of last night’s melodies swirling around his … Continue reading NaPoWriMo: Day14 – After The Night

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NaPoWriMo Day 11- Napoleon Ave

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Napoleon Ave Gargoyle perched above Sending his silent message Find your happy place ______________________________ For about 8 years I was actively under the care of a doctor. I went to his office on Napoleon Ave weekly, sometimes several times a week. After examination or the latest procedure I would wait in his office for him and the revised treatment plan. He had a gargoyle perched on top of a tall bookshelf and I would silently talk to it while I waited. He was a good listener. After the storm (Hurricane Katrina) the doc moved to an office further way (his … Continue reading NaPoWriMo Day 11- Napoleon Ave

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NaPoWriMo: Day 5-Pray For The Innocent

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Pray for the Innocent We all know we will die one day off in the unforeseeable future. So far away we can keep it out of our mental line of vision while we are free to live our lives on our own terms. We are neither physically nor mentally confined to a cage, told when to eat, when to sleep, when we may feel the warmth of sunshine on our upturned faces. When we lie awake at night, unable to sleep, we think about our work or the little worries we have like someone who did us wrong that day … Continue reading NaPoWriMo: Day 5-Pray For The Innocent

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NaPoWriMo: Day 2 – The Only Side That Counts

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The Only Side That Counts   This winter wind blows as cold as your indifference, tearing at my coat like your words tore at my heart that night when I cried out for help. You turned your back on me – deliberately – even though you’d been where I was, felt what I was feeling. Had admitted as much to me. We were never really friends. We didn’t know how to be. We never shared anything of significance except a bit of time now and then. Finally, even that was more than you wanted to give. Continue reading NaPoWriMo: Day 2 – The Only Side That Counts