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Between Something Worth Saying and a Voice to Say It With

One of the biggest personal challenges I face as a poet is striking a balance between form and function, or between pose and purpose. What I mean by this is that as an artist progresses in their technical ability, in … Continue reading

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Where Am I Bound?: Hymnal Verse

Where am I bound, my feet underneath me touching the earth just one step at a time? When I have found my purpose for living will it be worth what I left far behind? What is the sound of an … Continue reading

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A Single Word

If I could in one word describe my road, without digression through its tangent routes or cataloging each and every node that might be seen were I to map it out, a single thing that clearly would detail both how … Continue reading

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Advice for the Road: an ae freislighe

The path that we’re traveling has today only begun. So don’t start unraveling, don’t think the whole race is run. To enjoy the adventure, we’ll take time with what we see, cast away old indentures and seek past what seems … Continue reading

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Coming Down

Winding down the dreary days that led me to this place Powers of suggestion leaving echoes on my face Lost in the sound of howling engines revved up for the race Standing on some lonesome corner trying to plead my … Continue reading

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Here is Where I Am

Could have been famous, so I’ve always said; those Hollywood notions still mess with my head. Should be free of them by now, I suppose – just takes accepting the life that I chose. Paths come together, and then they … Continue reading

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Highway Blues

I hear the highway calling, but I will not catch a ride; Where I’m bound and where roads lead never seem to coincide. For interstates link places that are pretty much the same, and each draw certain travelers, like moths … Continue reading

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