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The whistling wind. The chattering finches. The ringing bells. The breeze of the morning. The spray of the ocean. The caress of the sun. The fragrant rose. The pungent pasture. The baking bread. The darting dragonfly. The rippling pond. The … Continue reading

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Walking Through the Rain

Today I am walking through the rain. I brace against the cold with every step. I will not try to predict the weather. I cannot describe where the breeze is from. I do not know where the wind is going. … Continue reading

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Pen and Paper

To trace the outline of my life, I use a simple pen and paper. Sometimes I use colors. Sometimes black is good enough. I do not share my insights. My thoughts are deep and personal. I grow stronger each time … Continue reading

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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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