
Halloween
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portrait of our memories
ever maturing
blown from deepest Nothingness
to birth Everything
but then the haze be sever’d
without tocsin
bleeds out the vision
evaporates its memory
till outside my sleep
a spark in distant time
bethinks that same place
where I’ve never been
or have I?
sometime else?
Taking some time off to fly back east. First, to finally perform a long-awaited veteran’s memorial service for my brother-in-law. Then to get together with family and friends– some of whom (because of our distant addresses) we’ve kept in touch with but haven’t seen in years. Be safe, fellow bloggers. And have a wonderful summer. Peace.
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