Tag Archives: struggle

The shadow knows

It ought to be a simple thing: you spend years looking for just what inspires you, makes you realize exactly how to become you, to finally be satisfied with who the mirror shows you back, and make the bold choice … Continue reading

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Let go, let go, let go

Cast away your doubts and fears; let go, let go, let go. Leave behind all that you know; let go, let go, let go. Nothing left to tie you down, nothing blocking out your sound, nothing keeping you around; let … Continue reading

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Winding Down: diminishing verse

Oh, that brave actions would outstrip my idle thoughts on this strange trip and rend this silence, letting rip against those fears none understand; and on that battleground, I’d stand secure in my convictions and well-knowing that I could suspend … Continue reading

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Red(neck) White and Blue

OK, so I’ll admit there’s something dangerous about listening to Jerry Reed, Johnny Paycheck and Hank Williams Jr. while at work on a Thursday afternoon. Follow that up with dinner at a restaurant at the edge of a college town … Continue reading

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Sisyphus

At each new dawning of the day, our shackles turned to dust, we rise from bed and check the door in case it’s turned to rust; and finding perhaps a loose hinge or screws worn down and stripped, we throw … Continue reading

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undertown

in the undertown around the middle earthen jars the senseless struggle: i shall be released from this before the current pulls me undertown, around the rooting rockets way before the dawn of timing, when our cultured throats scream out so … Continue reading

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The Dust That Settles Between Sculptures

When you think of all the time spent constructing a life, each scene cast in its fragile plaster mold and then carefully chiselled and sanded away so the finished piece can find its own path in the world out there … Continue reading

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