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July 6, 2016 · 2:30 am

Dorothy Ain’t Seen Nuthin’!

Colorado is the new Nebraska!  It’s true!  The wind is blowing 50 mph here.  I don’t feel like I’m on vacation so much as I’m having a sleep over at a friends house.  Any minute i expect the quaking Aspens to smash through the kitchen windows.  Where does one go when in a tornado in Colorado in a cabin by the Big Thompson in the dead of winter?  Anyway, I wish I’d brought a kite, or a wind turbine and especially the butter I took out of the cooler when rearranging the eggs.  I wonder where I left it . . . slowly melting into the carpet?  The garage floor?  On top of the freezer?  Something to look forward to!  12644983_10153304481285895_8334376714370786709_n(1)12439511_10153304481435895_604674558496486423_n

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Some of my poetry . . .

Shell Shocked
saw you turned back, away
slammed the door as you muttered
never again
lawn mower barked
goodbye
falling down inside
myself
letting go of bones and sinew
twisted tears
pulled from the roots
a dandelion muttered
twitching on the sparse twigs of grass
blue sky mocking
the f***ing wind blew the scent
of a finished life
encasing my shell shocked heart
inside

by Poni

Fault Line
I cry
every time I mow my mothers patched and sparse lawn
with the new red riding tractor
for some reason
the acres of endless gopher holes dying fruit trees and fire weeds
remind me of my own glaring faults
By poni

Empty
Tomorrow; dawn, mid day, midnight
9:42 a.m. . . .
another bitter
sweet reminder
burning tang of sunburst smiles and rosebud mouth
you touched my heart
with your first breath
as time passes
nothing but the soft call
of the mourning dove
feathers my nest
By poni
So Many Years Gone By
vodka:
a paper cup clenched tightly in my fist
the view:
water washing upon the scrub infested lake shore
boots lining a ragged fence
inpaled upon the wooden posts
the appaloosa never roamed those pastures with us upon their backs

By poni

Choices
there’s this feeling
of panic
like what happened?
where is the accident?
who died?
until I realize
I’m lost in this gully of sorrow by choice
my funeral will be unattended by a tender daughter tearing
remembering
loving
me, I’m gutted like an Autumn mule tail
strung up the old Elm tree until drained
bloodless
eyes glazed and staring
straight into
I knew I would lose you

By poni

Box of Rocks

today I cried
during a docudrama
about a boy building a rocket
with high hopes of a steely ascent into the dusty sky
(the burning red lips of the sun; the laughing grey dimpled moon and glittering stars)
beat down by non believers
this young man lived to see his dream come true
strange this
would move me to tears
when my own box of rocks
is fully loaded and ready to launch
By poni

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25!

Here’s hoping the next 25 years don’t bring along the extra baggage of 25 pounds like this 25 years did!!

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Ruff Life

Thanks for making another addict DirecTV….next thing you know my dog, Pissin’ Petie, will be hounding me for internet access!

 

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Branchial Cleft Cyst and Me!

Before surgery

Before surgery

Right after surgery

Right after surgery

1 week post surgery

1 week post surgery

1 month after surgery

1 month after surgery

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