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Memory – Funny Thing Dedicated to my Grandma, who suffers from dementia. Funny thing. Fluctuating – Dim bright Thick thin. Undulating – Day night Out in. Funny thing. Now you see me Now you don't! Waves all crashing O'er the boat. Lilies onions Violets stars – Someone's now raised All the bars. Funny thing. Mourning melting making new Twining ivy shining dew Softly sinking sun of yore Names and rain see ne'er more Time and tired strike again Goodbye freedom goodbye friend Life's long light a flicker dim Fading words of favorite hymn. Funny thing. Pain-soft stone-sea Skin-breath grass-tree Touch-fear wait-cold

A Dying Rose Broken branch Falling petals Wind stirring Wilted leaves Day sinking Dusk rising Grasses whisper In the breeze Footfalls… somewhere Single rosebud Cold earth Someone shivers No-one cares Blood red Colors fading Silky-soft Petals dropping One… by one And blowing Away.

Lines in the Sand On the beach in the sand I drew my life; My thoughts and feelings and deeds I drew – A great expanse of tangled lines Of all the knowledge that I once knew. All of my hopes and dreams were there, And all of my favorite things, Twirling and twisting and turning into A beautiful picture scene. On the beach in the sand I drew my life, But then the tide came in. And my mark on the world was washed away, And the slate is clean again. Yes, nothing is left of my lines in the sand, And the slate is clean again.

Mud The sky looked like a bright blue tablecloth onto which someone had emptied a bag of synthetic pillow stuffing. You know, the sort that clumps up into lumpy little balls as the pillow ages. A light, fresh, spring breeze carried the drip… drip… drip of the neighbor's icicles to my ears and enticed me with the dizzyingly potent scent of hyacinths and the sharp, clean tang of melting snow. Little bits of green grass were poking hopefully from under soggy heaps of slush. The old tire swing had dried in the faintly-warm sunshine, but I knew that when I stood up, I would leave behind a wet, muddy butt-print. After all, I was covered in the br