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Soul Dredgings Daily: April 2008
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Garden Fresh from the Ashes. The Forest Where the Northern Wolf Sleeps. From a Pale Window. The Worm of Habit. She and She Says. Beyond Hands Up Close. Locusts and Wild Honey. I Need To Pray. The Ant Farmer and the Ant, Buddies. Towering Hunks of Stone. Camel Through Needle Eye. I Love the Smell of Freshly-Brewed Coffee. Before the Cock Crows. View my complete profile. Tuesday, April 29, 2008. The wheel turns with a whirr, delivering. Incarnate souls to places and purposes,. Adrenalin-spiked and high,.
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Soul Dredgings Daily: October 2008
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Garden Fresh from the Ashes. The Forest Where the Northern Wolf Sleeps. View my complete profile. Wednesday, October 22, 2008. Oh, yes, it is as if. The final drop of the storm. Has landed; and now eyes,. Dimmed by clouds gray and forlorn,. Can see the working man's sun,. Dimmed, gray and forlorn. It is so, for seasons teach. That the valleys and its specters. To the hills and its angels. It is so. It was then;. So shall it be today;. And again in the carefree morrow. Thursday, October 16, 2008.
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Soul Dredgings Daily: May 2008
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Garden Fresh from the Ashes. The Forest Where the Northern Wolf Sleeps. The King and Queen of the Week. Under a Fern-Type Plant. View my complete profile. Friday, May 30, 2008. Beneath a mountain, immense as it is grayish-blue,. I stare up through eyes worn, coal eyes. I imagine its cone shape if perhaps I,. Coming from breaths called clouds, was an eagle. Able to see the full bloom of this my blue mountain. To this I aspire, the shedding of these crude. Eyes, these vessels of myopia through which. Wings...
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Soul Dredgings Daily: Bird Preach
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Garden Fresh from the Ashes. The Forest Where the Northern Wolf Sleeps. View my complete profile. Wednesday, December 17, 2008. The maya birds preach. Outside, in the icy envelope of gray,. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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Soul Dredgings Daily: August 2009
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Garden Fresh from the Ashes. The Forest Where the Northern Wolf Sleeps. View my complete profile. Wednesday, August 19, 2009. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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Soul Dredgings Daily: July 2008
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Garden Fresh from the Ashes. The Forest Where the Northern Wolf Sleeps. All Over the Place. View my complete profile. Thursday, July 31, 2008. The disease has rolled. Off like the leaves and nuts. Slide off parked cars. When the rain sways. Washed away in a flood of. Sunday, July 27, 2008. On the tattered roof. To her humans,. The cold flurries;. Saturday, July 26, 2008. And a fluffy darker core. The fact, a fact. That it was plucked. By my smiling child. Friday, July 25, 2008. Coiled to its siblings.
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Soul Dredgings Daily: September 2008
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Garden Fresh from the Ashes. The Forest Where the Northern Wolf Sleeps. The Philippians 4:6 Cat. View my complete profile. Tuesday, September 9, 2008. The Philippians 4:6 Cat. A black and white cat rests splayed atop the dusty pavement,. The occasional breeze ruffling his otherwise already disheveled fur. His mind is on the shaking in the bushes that eavesdropping has brought to his senses:. It may be dinner beckoning or just the naughty wind. To fret over a lost rat. So he returns to sleeping,.
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Soul Dredgings Daily: Toward You
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Garden Fresh from the Ashes. The Forest Where the Northern Wolf Sleeps. View my complete profile. Monday, January 19, 2009. To hope in no other. To see beauty in no sunrise. When my eyes see not You. To hope for death. As it ends all striving,. And I am in You, and You in me. When now all I see. Is me, far and torn,. Your face do I seek,. Your voice I plead- speak life to these bones. And so I shall walk, though ungainly,. Toward You. By the hand. You shall take me. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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Soul Dredgings Daily: August 2008
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Garden Fresh from the Ashes. The Forest Where the Northern Wolf Sleeps. True Winners of the Race. Limp and Claimed by the Light. View my complete profile. Friday, August 29, 2008. Is just a simple hello. When met by solutions. Pandered by hoods and whores. In scarlet and black,. Sanity, too,. And drenched in pus and sores,. He's got your back,. A firm grasp of atonement. Sunday, August 24, 2008. The quiet twinkling stars. The purple midnight,. They each have their songs. Faces and forms,. Roam the plains,.
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Soul Dredgings Daily: No Reason Apart
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Garden Fresh from the Ashes. The Forest Where the Northern Wolf Sleeps. View my complete profile. Sunday, December 21, 2008. The noise of this age. Is in its insistence. That there is more to be had,. And a reason to be glad,. Other than and apart from. In every thought, low and lofty. In every thorn plunged, meat marred. In every plea, desperate for redemption. When all that remains. When these dark days. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).