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reflecting on the cold river
that moon that in the night flew
across the sky
and i
small pebble upon the shore
i thought i saw
the crystalline trace
of quartz
ringing this smooth river sojourner
and i imagine that ring
gleaming in a thousand thousand nights
as a moon most mysterious
cast a ray across this shore
so many rounds
the world rotates
the river roars
and small pebbles shine
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when i say hello
and the microphone
has the reverb but
there isn’t anyone there
and the background noise
and those hanger boys
are all around
are all around
em oh tee
are you out there
in the gone asunder
in the heartless plunder
of the massacre
of the masquerade
this still shameless shade
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saving only once
words can become
for only some
what was trust
not a daily trek
yet this was a step
a walk we went
so talk of this
your hand is close
you hold the most
i wish sweet dreams
you wish it seems
there is a cold night
there is a single light
i’ll wish for more
will you wish with me
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long baby long
for those disappearing sands
the hungry waves
atoll adamant yet noble
bluer than blue
such ferocity
a few grains in your pocket
the red eye four times
back to this world
how can i possibly describe
the virgin beach
in the strands of dawn woke
mist that trailed across dune
the wild and the sky
so close so very close
and waking was to a dream
for a while a world
new and fragrant
for just a moment
long baby long
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stopping clocks
while we would play
the second hand
can’t find our way
but timeless grooveless
all the while
it moves us
the dawn upon the dappled day
how is that you’re so far away
stopping clocks
while we should play
the other hand
can’t find the day
but nameless tones
all the while
it moves us
the dawn so very very far away
how are you my little stray
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light as a feather
as light as you please
for something was floating
on a light breeze
and all was quiet
except for the rustle
all was quiet
as seasons change
and moods are different
or moods are strange
the air is burnt or crisp
and the winging vee
southern flies
for there is a turning
while turning inside
and all the day
while watching so
all the day there was a blow
and a blast as the seasons change
isn’t it strange it was different
last year
it was cold or dark or slow
but there was a rustle
and a light breeze
it started out different
differently strange
and i found these old postcards
they were from an age
when steam was a motion
so differently strange
and carriages roared
across continents wide
and i was lost in the hustle
an emigrant heart
and these shores were open
as no country strange
for this was land of prairies and dust
if the rain was late like everything must
you’d find the dry memento
you’d fold it and say
light as a feather
on a light breeze
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a rose for a beauty sleeping
i know you have dreams
those dreams you’re only keeping
close to your heart
where love meets art
i sigh for it only seems
you smile in your sleep
this slumber so deep
are you smiling for me
even as i smile that you can’t see
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where the wilds roam
so far to be
so far from home
satchel coat and waders
graphite rod
fly fish fly
the icy waters flow
from the cascade even though
spring is in the air
spring is almost here
slip coat and let the breeze
sigh across your chest
this is the sigh
of openness and less
an all surrounding gyre
after air than build
build yet the fire
with drift limb or trunk
the guides of years so far
and left upon this rocky bed
so ar from where these steps have led
you pick and stack
you choose and wait
the kindled spark
becomes something great
and turning whipping
hungry grow
this is the fire
and this is even so
a moment
this breath
prepare a meal for quick repast
and the fire at your back
has and even match
as the sun falls slowly
gracefully to expire
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i wouldn't
the dark skies overing
i wouldn't
the night colder still
i wouldn't
the feelings of emptiness
i wouldn't

i couldn't
the sliding tide
i couldn't
the powdered sand
i couldn't
the screaming overhead
i couldn't

i shouldn't
linger before dawn
i shouldn't
allow a good day gone
i shouldn't
find all those missing minutes
i shouldn't

but i will
abrade these toes
but i will
soak them in a surf
but i will
jog until the moon fly's
but i will
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you are not
invisible
you are
the rain before
the screen
the droplets seen
in vertigo
essence
the semblance
what was past
the cool mist that clings
to the green lawns
and drifting
drifting
towards the sea
the green serene
a tidy now
i put the cups away
anyhow
and after tea
the trumpets then
and after tea
tearful
wending as the mist would be
there is no after tea
but crumbs to brush away
there will be tea again
some other day
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the soft sands
dry underfoot
and the dune has staked
this piece of earth
water and sky
the following sigh
for a stroll
even now go
so moving so
the dunes are there
receding from the beach
the air salt spray
morning slips into the day
fresh and light
with a dancing star
the nights long dance from afar
and moving moving in an even pace
there is no hurry there is no race
but the undulations of a winding way
to the dunes and shore and even more
where will this go
but a venture a sight
a memory made
into the crisp dawn
the welcome said
the grasp of comfort
the tight closeness
and visions and ways
before the long afternoon
and the day
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Washington DC

Heath Ledger found dead in NYC at age 28
NEW YORK - Heath Ledger was found dead Tuesday at a downtown Manhattan apartment, naked in bed with sleeping pills nearby, police said. The Australian-born actor was 28. It wasn't immediately clear if Ledger had committed suicide.
[...]

This sucks, I just watched the trailer for 'Dark Knight' and it looks like he absolutely rocks!

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the ancient and hue
left are shimmer
gone the glimmer
but green grow oh
green grow
the stars accomplished
before their due
like dreams left absent
or dreams most true
i wander by the faintest haze
i wander by though there are days
the nights are fast
the nights take to you
the dreams are glimmers
yet fade to hue
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the syllabus of
a lost art
the prefix missing
the blaring tone
click click the keys
a typing then
and words go missing
they were missing when
the vanishing
a silly trick
glass once hard
molten find
and string the colors
around this orb
and the furnace burns
all for the molten sand
while craft is near
so near at hand
and leave me now
with a knowing kiss
leave me now
while sweet smiles find
a dream of holding
a sublime bliss
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could not the waters
flowing
wash me as i would be washed
memory taken
melting
oblivion waiting
for i have waited
tenderly
with vigor and touch
well sensitive then
the pulse of life
before the pure and timely
writhe
before oblivion
before memory
only the thought sensation
and cries when
the wonder can not be
but borne
carried the currents of time
matched to the lunar phase
the flicker of smile
eyes glad before weeping
a quiet soul keeping
very timely beat
what spheres celestial
bode well and good
find a perfect mood
the surrender of senses
carries away
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abrupt beach
the grey smooth boulders
looming over quiet tide pools
new worlds
separate worlds
the rhythm of rising and falling
buoys perch
where the gulls change places
the air too is smooth
like all the edges warn off long ago
there is a time in this place
but it is separate
clocks hardly ever appear
left behind
left as useless baggage on a journey
for here is now
crystal clear
horizon open
gangway up
discovery
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Pan Seared Tuna Pomelo Extravaganza

2 big handfuls fresh cilantro leaves, finely chopped
1 teaspoon grated fresh ginger
1 garlic clove, grated
1/4 Cup Pomelo Juice
2 tablespoons soy sauce
Sea salt and whole black pepper corns
1/4 cup extra-virgin olive oil
1 (16-ounce) block sushi-quality tuna
1 ripe avocado, halved, peeled, pitted, and sliced

Serves four

In a mixing bowl, combine the cilantro, ginger, garlic, pomelo juice, soy sauce, salt, pepper, and 2 tablespoons of olive oil. Let sit.

Blend the salt and whole peper corns, to a light meal connsistency, put aside in small dish.

Pour the mixing bowl with cilantro etc. into blender. Blend on high until ingredients are frothy.

Place a skillet over medium-high heat and coat with the remaining 2 tablespoons of olive oil.

Season the tuna generously with salt and pepper. Lay the tuna in the hot oil and sear for 1 minute on each side to form a slight crust.

Pour 1/2 of the cilantro mixture into the pan to coat the fish. Serve the seared tuna with the sliced avocado and the remaining cilantro sauce drizzled over the whole plate.

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good tidings
to a rose thief
all in the morning
where you sleep
and stolen petals fall
from arms and eyelids close
is this dream due
something that is most true
for a hushing whisper sighs
lest wakefulness touch your eyes
i wish slumber finds your rest
and all the night you are blessed
oh rose thief
where is sleep
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never fade
the winters frost
with cold air on tips
the sleeping trees
the silhouette of their grandeur

never fade
for snow filled glen
the chill air then
was colder than the ice
there a tranquil silence hangs

never fade
while hushing buds
with vibrancy conspire
there spring air promises
a verdant lasting fire
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