Tag: living
member name: Jim Ross
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July 19, 2006 02:20 AM EDT --
There is always a moment when everything is clear
Afterglow
Here in the twilight
Where morning is memory
There's nothing but love
© 2006 Jim Ross
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July 19, 2006 11:02 AM EDT --
How deep is the water here? Our scant plumb line is insufficient to give the answer. Here's hoping wit, patience and a well brimming with humility helps.
Insufficient Tools
What could be harder
Than . . .
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July 30, 2006 09:44 PM EDT --
My stomach grumbles and I ignore it until . . .
Trailside Rest
Heavenly hisses
Sounding through the quaking leaves
Clap the backpack flap
As if in urgent patter
Reminding me--time to eat
© 2006 . . .
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August 02, 2006 09:57 PM EDT --
In the groove and not coming out!
Humming Ann's Song
"Willow weep for me"
Croons her song about a tree
For my amusement.
© 2006 Jim Ross
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July 30, 2006 02:43 PM EDT --
The writer sits and thinks of just one truth to say, finds it, trusts it, hones it so we play. We love the truth when written in that way, raising as it does, the life it took to make it look that way. . . .
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February 19, 2009 05:07 PM EST --
Tanka Tickler (Tanka Chain)
Tanka time for you
Rhythm without any rhyme
Five lines to display
Fleeting moments of our love
Enjoyed by your scanning eyes
The memory shines
Of . . .
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February 22, 2009 09:21 PM EST --
Distortion(Senryu)
My day of shadows
Shapes the world in funny ways
The long and the short
Copyright 2009 Jim Ross
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July 24, 2006 09:43 AM EDT --
Taking deep breaths of pungent air and ignoring nearby engine growls, life becomes sights, smells, and touches.
Summer Unfolded
The sun warms my ear
While shadows dance in the trees
And blackbirds peck . . .
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July 27, 2006 01:46 PM EDT --
Overloaded circuits caused by who knows what, starts an evilly musical headache that calls for a long, bare-footed walk . . . and some aspirin.
Interference (two-word challenge...mad bees)
Mad bees cloud . . .
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July 29, 2006 12:27 AM EDT --
A birthday loomed for an ageing friend and I saw the fear in his eyes. Being a questing soul that perhaps couldn't see what he gave others, I wrote this poem for him, hoping it would help. Rest in . . .
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July 29, 2006 03:58 PM EDT --
As slow flight turns into a stall and the farmhouse below turns beneath the silvering prop, my heart and mind race commanding . . .
Spin Me Not
Push the right rudder
As the left wing starts to fall
And . . .
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July 31, 2006 03:04 PM EDT --
There he was making motorists keep their distance, which was hard since his ancient, overloaded truck weaved as well as jounced down the highway. Definitely an "oy veh!" Monday.
Dodging Produce . . .
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August 01, 2006 12:26 PM EDT --
Ernie Z. published a great article, "Are You Attractive to Others?" that inspired the Tanka here. We all need the answers to the questions his article poses--nature, nurture, or both? I'm . . .
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August 04, 2006 01:14 AM EDT --
As summer continues hot and mesquite scents the night . . .
Candlelight Dinner
Breeze fanned flame dances
For lovers beneath the moon
Who eat and drink night
© 2006 Jim Ross
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August 04, 2006 01:27 AM EDT --
There's a place for this poem; the place where I heard sail clasps tinkling against masts, urgent waves slapping hull sides, and the creaking of weathered docks as sailors passed. It shall . . .
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August 07, 2006 01:37 AM EDT --
A squirrel fills his hidey hole with food as I fill my notebooks, lest paucity find us wanting to fight our battles.
Pastoral Pit Stop
I search the morning
For life's colors and textures
To stir . . .
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August 09, 2006 01:30 AM EDT --
There were two slatted crates on the fourth story balcony, each with several chickens in it. An odd sight for an American visitor in China, but not as odd as an emerald green rose . . . anywhere--which . . .
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August 15, 2006 08:56 PM EDT --
Rays of Jubilance
All is bright today
With sunshine streaming to you
In gold verity
That joyful spume rides wavecrests
And snow glitters mountain tops
Copyright 2006 Jim Ross
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August 16, 2006 12:30 PM EDT --
That Little Button
The sigh was for real
I hit the publish button
Without written words
Or life passions pulsing hard--
Then pressure heated my cheeks
Copyright 2006 Jim Ross
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August 18, 2006 11:51 PM EDT --
Inspired by my friend, Liz, who is learning to fly but who already knows its beauty
Pulling Free
High wings shade keen eyes
Masked behind smoky glasses
While arms tug the yoke
And . . .
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