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Cold Nights

Cold nights in Chicago begin with a sunny day. Nome cold nights follow a blizzard. A cold Andean night begins with the whistling wind. Cold nights–never the same. Each place has its own magic. W. Wayne B. Poetry book: Eyes … Continue reading

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A Cane

From the balcony of a building;           across a canyon of the city,           I saw beautiful clothes dancing in the wind. Dresses and shirts fluttered in the breeze. They were drying in the sun—           their owners waited inside. While I watched, … Continue reading

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Night Will Come

Because the “whys” are old, I see that reason has no power. What’s in my face today, I hate. Everyday, I only see clouds. When the sun is shining. I hide from the stifling heat. Light surrounds me as I … Continue reading

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The Tree

I am sitting beneath a cherry tree. It is growing tall by my house. I wonder if I will fall asleep. What do I see across the street? My neighbors make me laugh. Although my house is not close, we … Continue reading

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