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Apr.30.2013
Beholding a Harvest Moon, I am.  Churning and turning into Fall,  With entropy a-knockin' at my door,  And yet set in full sail,  With the second winds of life,  And the tail winds of an Autumn's encore.  Born in this city, a native of several generations;...
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Apr.16.2013
He is not Wilt-the-stilt  / Nor Wilton-at-the-Hilton  / And with his extra ounces  / No longer tries his trounces  / And piddles instead of pounces.  And his extra, added girth    Has brought the mirth   To Lady cats    And taunting rats...
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Mar.28.2013
Birds Purple and Blackberry Blue /  Swashed and glimmered /  And black to be /  Enmeshed in fields of Summerly. /  An old woman now,Lost in the memory gardensOf thorn and stickerAnd a once young lover's pain, Her blooms in waitTo taste tart sweet verjuice,...
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Mar.28.2013
On the day /  She walked out /    Of the high desert,  Stumbling out and away /  From parched and arid moorings / And marched for a fortnight To the music of freedom,   It was a mere shard of a millisecond That like a juggernauted epiphany, The revelation of...
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Mar.28.2013
Wolf   An eternal epitome /  Of the Northwest’s timeless freedom -  Pristine and elemental /  Brutal and beautiful /  As the earth’s history itself,  Made manifest and woven /  By the endless matrices /   Of rivers and streams, And fed by the hydro-...
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Mar.24.2013
Love and lust, /  The oil and water of our lives /  Tho some Sunday Mornings /  They flow unto one another /  With the Sabbath confluency /  Of the river’s rush /  And in a gentle moment’s hush /  The heart finds peace /  While the body’s flame...
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Mar.22.2013
Methinks John Steinbeck would be a patron ... Also, after running hard down Ocean Avenue, turning left onto the Carmel Beach path and sprinting to the Point, down to the water, kicking off the shoes and ocean swimming in the opposite direction for almost a mile without a wet suit - methinks...
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Mar.20.2013
Beach and Bay / Held Carmel cupped / In palm opened hands / Betwixt Point Lobos / And the Pebbled Shore /  Of low flying Pelicans, Sun glanced water and Fog.   http://jay-licata.blogspot.com
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Mar.20.2013
To see so sharp / To boot a ball / To play the harp / To pen some lines / To touch a heart. /   To pay the toll / To play the part /  And at the end / A rocking chair in the sunWith vague and muted memoriesOf what was won. And with only a fewHours of Winter SunI search my...
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Mar.20.2013
How swift the Sassaby / That runs before the Cheetah - The Passenger Pigeon / That drops from the sky.   This once belonged / To only them - This ancient earth That mankind squandered, Raped and pillaged And left to die.   But alas, from a far corner, Reflecting in an oracle And the...
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Mar.20.2013
Make a cake, Bake a cake / Banker Man / Makin' mortgage money - Nibble quick gold / Flashes in the pan. /   Boss Man /  A-comin' down the aisle /  "Oh, no!" cries the Office Man "Please let me be!"   Many good men Longing to be free Dreams from the cubicle Like notes in a bottle...
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Mar.18.2013
  August, 2011 id3300   (10x23) jay-licata.blogspot.com/2010_02_01_archive.html
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Mar.16.2013
  To Tintern Abbey walking / Along the English border, Of ancient Wales,   From Hay-on-the-Wye, Walking long / The afternoon of Spring,   To Tintern Abbey Coming to hear An Anglo Saxon princess sing,   Her walking long From centuries moss dead, We sang the Abbey chorus again,...
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Mar.16.2013
Rode the English Racer / Down the hills / On wheels and wings,   Airstream strider / Head down glider, Angel on my shoulder,   Pressing faster Getting older Missed the rock Swerved the boulder,   Slipping the eddies Of time and tide, Swept down her belly And banked her thighs With...
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Mar.11.2013
Olde Wordsmen never die -    They just scrabble away...    Have keyboard will travel -    Be on your screen in seconds / And your copywriting needs -    Problematic? - will unravel!Olde Scribesmen never die -I'll tell you why:Gotta give that storyline,One...
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