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The Mississippi River in La Crosse
I recall the smell of fish from the brown water And white caps rising high— Brown, dirty… undulating— Ducks stood in speckled sands, Trash mixed rock… And a cloud passes overhead Casting a new shadow;...
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flit.
We leave this life as flit of butterfly When we endure beyond our purpose; Aloof words come by which materialize, We are left stoical, still, and wordless.
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Essen-tial
On this afternoon Food is of essential; As Essen is of -to eat In German Language.
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* I DO DECLARE
Wear make-up and carry mace; -Mixed ideology, mixed taste. Running all over this place, Collecting strewn waste. Prey within the Rat Race. Prey within the Rat Race. * I saw you sitting there, I do...
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Words to Action
Ripping down a sign Out of angst and pure passion; Having changed a mind, Put meaningful words to action.
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Lind Hall in the Fall
Minus an hour, Gained moonlight; In the cold wind that blows, Under moonlit skies. Trees spoke to shadows—distant, As the wind rustled Through long hung dried leaves. -A paper-rattle crescendo. Night...
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Theatre Our Selves
What play to our mirrors Coming to for our peers Gains a perfect little show Moved to smiles and tears. We cannot drop this act Because of love- the fact: That we are truly ourselves Only inside of our...
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Every Story has a Companion
It’s really easy To look at one side of a story, And to be affected By just that one side. But what I’ve found throughout the years, Hours of thought, Hard-work, And beers- Is that more often than not,...
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The Morning After (Downtown La Crosse)
The morning after, Early new day; “Bar hair” and Fishbowls, Smell of smoke, Sore throat- Subtle suggestions: Let’s walk down by the river. Last night’s concepts seem less conducive to life. Now, Light...
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One Wonders (Camp Cult)
One wonders, Have I missed a step? Am I still asleep? Has the logic left? Oh, to think again… Now I don’t “know”.
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Finals in a Boat
Thick are these academic papers; We cling to as long proved assets. Fingers flip thru dull page after page, Proving proclaimed righteous passage. Moving red eyes scan this distant mote, To grasp sought...
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A View in Minneapolis
While The Stone Arch Bridge looms Over a foggy flowing Mississippi; In cold, As flotsam floats- Traverse these tossing translucent currents. Glinting nigh business lights of St. Anthony Main....
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Some keep Significance going to Social Media – (632)
Some keep Significance going to Social Media – I keep it, walking the Park – With a Book for a Link – And the sun, for a like – Some keep Significance on the Interwebs – I, just wear my shoes – And...
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Winter 2014 (On: Summer 1969, by Seamus Heaney)
Thoughts of reading a text by *S. Heaney, Bits and pieces of dewed Madrid, With heavy inflections of Hemingway, Scattered about within. Bull horns And drink, and women, and sex. Smell Of skin, fish...
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On the Corner of Washington and Oak St. SE (Finals Week)
Where snowmelt and papers Coalesce in the street, Tense busy-minded scholars Move fast on their feet.
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I’ll Call in Sick for You*
Are you at work? Are you really sick? If it is so, I’ll help you with this. You don’t feel well, You feel pretty bad, I’ll call your business, The results are back. May I speak to the boss? Is ______...
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Along the Lines
Foraged affection, Uniquely approached. Caught in the action; Kept taut on a rope.
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Her Morning Alarm
Crickets wake me in the morning, Even in the middle of white winter. They chirp and buzz and shake And vibrate and annoy and call- Moments later my partner is slapping Them hard to death, they die...
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