That post did not post all the way…but the important part was
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What 103° Feels Like Without A/C
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Don’t Let Yourself…
…come back and bite yourself on the arse.
Remember when Trump said :
“You know what we used to do in the old days when we were smart, right? The spies and treason, we used to handle it a little differently than we do now.”
He’s lucky he won’t have to eat his own words. Inadvertently, his actions may unite our country.
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Espionage 101
Course Syllabus: How to flush your country down the toilet.
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Probably Discombobulated Symbolism
Inside the poet is a fire and, depending on where a spark may land, comes the light of an unexpected gift. A silent void anyone can reach differently.
Listening to this song today. John Prine. Just a great songwriter. Thinking about the core values of the words. And “little pictures have big ears” and, what exactly the “gold”is ,today, that might soothe a person. And my grandchildren – being raised with ‘first hand’ values rather than ‘ second hand’ ones no longer relevant for their times.
And I just don’t know. So much shit happening, in our country, the last two week. It’s scary. Yesterday, I helped my grandkids out the pool and bundled them in towels and held them close and thought how difficult the future would be for them and hoped for something better than today.
But I don’t feel hopeful that living in a world – like today’s – will be better for them…
So there –
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Almost Left Behind – A Poem
Almost Left Behind
From inside
where certainty and uncertainty
reside
can be heard the chattering
of dreams beckoning
to a window’s reflection
almost fading away.
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Just Pray – whatever you call prayer- For Ukraine
The Prayer of Saint Francis…
I am a Franciscan, and into this prayer I place my hope. Ego and hatred must not prevail.
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Because Sometimes You Can Love A Place
Here’s another love song offering: (ya gotta love the pantaloons, too!)
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I Just Ordered Blueberries And Thought Of…
Here’s another offering for Valentines songs:)
No city can touch New Orleans! I lived there for 50 years before moving out to California where I can’t believe that people actually go to work on Mardi Gras Day!
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My First Love
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Views From A Poet 