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What Really Matters

Posted on February 22, 2007 by John

Could be bitter; what’s the point? Each generation must anoint its own legion of heroes to cut down. Complaining they did not pick me this time around seems to be another way of sinking in the ground. Between the cracks … Continue reading →

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‘Til I Die

Posted on January 18, 2007 by John

Maybe I’m a dreamer, but I sure don’t want to be one of those two old guys sitting in the balcony: a grizzled, bitter muppet who makes fun of everything and never gets up off his ass, and on the … Continue reading →

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Burn That Bridge

Posted on December 29, 2006 by John

Dwelling on the future never seemed to make much sense: splitting our infinitives just wastes the present tense. Why worry on what might be and dwell on hopes and dreams, when what counts of past and future is what comes … Continue reading →

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Midlife Chrysler

Posted on April 28, 2006 by John

Some dreams are meant to fade away with age; starting another chapter means you’ve got to turn the page. What seemed the promised land back in your youth becomes a lawn to mow, and it’s the truth: it’s hard when … Continue reading →

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Hanging on Dreams

Posted on January 3, 2006 by John

I know you want me to say I love you in some tired cliche: forever in a bright pink bow with Hallmark lines I ought to know; and when I speak, some hidden strings should start to play. It should … Continue reading →

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The Aftermath

Posted on November 19, 2005 by John

Ain’t no use in looking back; your eyes will be fooled by the mirror. What seemed once to be so small, becomes too big and crystal clear Ain’t no use in laying blame; The line between who’s right and wrong … Continue reading →

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Stars at Night: a sestina

Posted on July 20, 2005 by John

To look out at the stars at night against a distant tapestry of endless black, that seems to spread beyond our fickle sense of time and stretch the limits of our sense to breaking, is to feed a dream. No … Continue reading →

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