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    October 2, 2015

    Nothing, Lucilius, is ours, except time. We were entrusted by nature with the ownership of this single thing, so fleeting and slippery that anyone who will can oust us from possession. What fools these mortals be! They allow the cheapest and most useless things, which...

    September 22, 2015

    I have a story to tell about a little 5 mo old American Eskimo puppy named Shadow. I’ve never met him physically, but my sister Marcia just drove 3400 mi round trip to save him from being put down. His breeder in Missouri called Marcia last week to tell her Shadow had...

    September 22, 2015

    Yes, things have to get down to bare bones –
    To the place where muscles sore and hot like fire,
    Burn my flesh into cinder before I create.
    I create to survive.

    My age like a curse or curved scythe presses
    The time edged clock into my mind
    And my leaden body. It ticks fa...

    September 21, 2015

    THIS MORNING SINGS ME
    A RISING CHORUS OF SUN
    A CLAMOR OF LOVE

    Why not?

    © Richard Chamberlain 2015

    June 25, 2015

     © Melora Walters 2015

    June 25, 2015

    I wrote this during a Carolyn Conger 5 day consciousness seminar given at a ranch near Sacramento.  The ranch owner was looking after her long absent son’s big gray dog Jesse.

    IN THE FIERCE, DEAR WINDS OF OUR SEARCHING,
    IN THE DAUNTING ELUSIVENESS OF OUR POSSIBILITIES,
    ...

    June 25, 2015

    FAR FAR OUT
    BEYOND THE FAR HORIZON
    WAY BEYOND US
    WIND SWEPT SWELLS
    RISE INTO BEING
    LONGING FOR THIS SHORE

    ON AND ON THEY ROLL
    BENEATH THE ENDESS SKY
    ON AND ON
    ONE BY ONE
    TOWARD THE DISTANT
    WAITING SAND

    THEN, SO NEAR
    THEIR RECEDING KIN
    RAISE THEM UP
    ONE BY ONE
    TO A GLORIO...

    June 25, 2015

    BRUCE JENNER AS IS
    THE GREAT LORD VISHNU AS IS
    A SWELL WAY TO BE

    © Richard Chamberlain 2015

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