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Hidden Feelings

Emotions play on feelings from within: Your deepest thought is hidden like a sin; But, should the world behold your feelings true, You’d swear that none of them belonged to you.   What makes us lie concerning what we thought? … Continue reading

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Dare You?

It shouldn’t be shocking That I like black stockings On women who know what to wear   For what would look better Unless they were wetter Than clinging T-shirts down to there   For clothing is sexy And muscles reflexy … Continue reading

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Mediocrity

The squirrel runs from tree to tree Gathering the nuts that he can see Back to his hole in the tree he comes Carrying his hoard of seeds and crumbs And if, perchance, someone comes near He’ll start to chatter … Continue reading

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Dream Wordle

An Occupying Force For a number of months now, I’ve had a dream image that recurs quite regularly. As I’m waking up, I picture in my mind’s eye sentences of words written in black lettering. The words appear to be … Continue reading

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My Satanic Struggle (screenplay)

Overview It might seem self-fulfilling, but I wrote a screenplay in 1978 that was supposed to be projected into the future (1996). I had to wait another 20 years for some of the more outlandish ideas to actually occur. Some … Continue reading

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Jacqui’s Sonnet

(Photo courtesy of jbwritergirl) Today, after being reminded in my dreams that she must still be around, I found Jacqui on the internet. https://twitter.com/jbwritergirl Here is a poem I wrote to her in 1978.   Jacqui’s Sonnet   You came … Continue reading

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Too Many Years (song)

Too Many Years (We used to be able to hear the song by clicking on the link embedded in the title, but not anymore.) I’m waiting at the station for the Sudbury bus To see my real dad, years ago: … Continue reading

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Golden Gates

The story goes, “In days of old, a Man Held this to be self-evident: do not Reveal what’s told to you, until you can Examine its intent; the way is fraught, Each step, a chance to undertake a test — … Continue reading

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The Key to the Wine Cellar

The mysterious bouquet Of past vintage years Has an allure so strong That the prohibition Could cause more harm Than the intoxication.   Please give me just a sip And I shall be content Knowing that it is no longer … Continue reading

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Noises

I went to bed sometime last night, But early this morning I woke with a fright, For I could hear as plainly as light is day A mouse, in a corner, begin to say:   “I love to make noises … Continue reading

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