Especially when the sun barely rises above the horizon.
Somewhere in the winter ahead.
Tag: Wordplay
In an archaeology of imagination
It was a place meant to be worked by horses.
A covered bridge just down the hill.
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On into unending depth
Hoping we can swim
On into unending depth
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Outfall No. 5
Outfall No. 7
Oh, my! Consider the implications
Banana Republicans
(It’s not an original phrase, but useful.)
Well, let’s see. Banana Republics were company-owned countries managed by puppet dictatorships relying on intimidation and militarized police for the benefit of a few to the detriment of the public.
The new twist sounds like a foreign policy coming home to roost like a ghost from the past.
Anyone else feeling spooked?
Here’s my nomination for the most disgusting organizational name
Immigration Removal Services.
These are real families, not trash or vermin. And it’s not a service but hard-hearted and brutal persecution of a largely racial nature.
Shame, shame, shame.
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when art was tribal
not commercial
rightly communal
a fish for your thoughts
1 a.m., thinking of the past
I smell a skunk crossing darkness, somewhere outside the dark window.
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V-GULL
C-GULL
BUKSNORT
Bucksport
Trust me on this
Some promises are fulfilled.
Some are broken.
Some go up in smoke.
What would life be without them?
