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First Day of Spring, by pd lyons

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First Day of Spring

my daughter asks me
why did people invent war?
don’t they know it’s the devil not god that likes war?
do children have to fight?
do they kill children too?
boys, and girls?
how old are the children?
why don’t the soldiers just quit?

and then the sound of helicopter passing
she thinks it wondrous dashes off to look

and for all those for whom that sound is terror?

because of them
we must love the world
all the more.

unknown photographer

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salamander yellow blogspot

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better than blogging – the snow is finally coming down, daughter home from school early not even 2pm, she out there making snow angels running around in the thick flurries of big puffer flakes and shes calling out to me to come out. No brainer, see ya later no offense but long after I am not here anymore what I do with her with her will still be cool. There are me ol’ boots here somewhere….

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Birth of a Thought.

Hitchcock Lake by pd lyons

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Hitchcock Lake in Wolcott Connecticut. rented a small house on the lake back in the day. there were lots of ducks on the lake. it was a yellow house and my son learned to walk there and i cut wood across the street to heat the place in the winter.

Hitchcock Lake

I am tired of travelling.
looks for duck eggs
in the lake
and finds them.
I am tired and drinking black bitter coffee at the kitchen table.
water cold
ankles blue
picks up
sticks & stones
& chips of glass
Basket patterns my eyes haze.
House plants strain for sunlight.
Days been another all day grey.
Just put out another cigarette.
rolls up her pants
crazy woman
before trees bud.

published by angelic dynamo 2008



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so i’m thinking about stupid love songs again ruff by pd lyons

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Paris 2016 Paris 2016

you might love me

you might stand by me

you might be my friend

maybe even my lover

you cannot set me free

you might think of me all the time

you might want to always be by my side

you might dream your life away

sounds kinda creepy

but no matter what

you cannot set me free

you might know better than me

you might shout louder than me

you might be more physical than me

so what you’re a bully

but no matter what you do you cannot set me free

you might be all sweet and tender

you might be just what i like

you might be the one i love

that be more than alright

but still no matter what you do

no matter who you are,

you cannot set me free

freedoms what i give myself

freedoms what no one can take


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