Tag Archives: childhood

Scapegoat

And Aaron shall lay both his hands upon the head of the live goat, and confess over him all the iniquities of the children of Israel…putting them upon the head of the goat, and shall send him away…into the wilderness. … Continue reading

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WWP Poem #27: Fifteen

You, perceptive enough to pick up all the half-rhymes hanging out in your stomach; you, with a galvanized ear leading to tubules that course straight up into your brain; you, possessing databanks built out of flesh humming in data process … Continue reading

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Exit

This was written last month, but I thought it fit in with the “Through A Window” prompt on One Single Impression. Enjoy. -Nicole ——————————————————- the girl squirms around in the back seat of her daddy’s eighty-six taurus to watch out … Continue reading

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Arizona, Remembered

Red rocks stand in regiment lines Against God’s painted skies; For desert beauty my mind’s eye pines, For canyons wrinkled like the wise And grand rouge stands in childhood eyes. His paintbrush dances on rocky faces – I yearn for … Continue reading

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Becoming Watson

“I found a clue,” he’d say as he Would pick up yet another object and Inspect it under his magnifying glass With the canary yellow handle.

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