Blogs about: Leaves On The Poet Tree
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Consonant Constancy
Son sleeps to sounds of Soulja Boy Daughter drinks of delightful dreams Breath of my love brushes my body like a bright breeze. Closing eyes, I, Am lulled to sleep by loved ones lullaby.… more →
Slow Mover
Hostler Road
jlseagull wrote 8 months ago: I have lived life so long alone. What is within the space of two? I strain my eyes to see into the … more →
Evie
jlseagull wrote 8 months ago: The cat arrives the moment after she leaves the table, assuring us that she is okay, but coughing, t … more →
Two Days Later
jlseagull wrote 8 months ago: Two days later, I’m on the tractor, talking to the wind about you, wishing that this crop of doubts … more →
Tranquilo
jlseagull wrote 8 months ago: My guitar is cracked. The strap broke and it hit the concrete in front of the church right before I … more →
The Hart
jlseagull wrote 8 months ago: Beneath shadowed eaves hangs the head of a hart who with sightless eyes stares out to the meadow whe … more →
Yellow Jacket
jlseagull wrote 8 months ago: The strength of woman is revealed again by little girls who, with bee stings still showing baking-so … more →
Midnight
jlseagull wrote 8 months ago: The slats from the reading lamp cast shadowed prison bars on the walls around me. I wonder when my h … more →
Family Man
jlseagull wrote 8 months ago: I’ve got a friend; he’s a family man. Every time I stop by his house to visit, he looks … more →
Love Is Now
jlseagull wrote 8 months ago: I want every moment with you to be perfect and am low when I do not live up to such a “reasona … more →
Prisoner of Birth
jlseagull wrote 8 months ago: When the night is anxious and her hard cloak weighs heavy on me, I am a man whose desires swell in t … more →
Nocturnal Duo
jlseagull wrote 1 year ago: The coon is in my mind, a shadow revealed by the porch light, turning in circles in the back yard, l … more →
When You Are Away I Am Lost
jlseagull wrote 1 year ago: When you are away I am lost. It is a strange thing this feeling. I was single for so long and you wo … more →
Let's Make It Three: Thoughts of A Tornado Survivor - Chapter One: A Mule Named Sal
jlseagull wrote 1 year ago: Twister January 6, 1997 I’m sitting here in the hall with my other best friend. Boots’ Mama came and … more →
Meal Of One
jlseagull wrote 1 year ago: I am awake again at a time when I should not be. My body and mind, each with their own particular ac … more →
Red Light, Green Light
jlseagull wrote 1 year ago: I sit in the early morning darkness waiting for daybreak watching the walls reflect the changing col … more →
Definition
jlseagull wrote 1 year ago: What is the meaning of life? I’ve lost my place in the dictionary. I thumb through the pages s … more →
You And I Were Born With Hearts Of Lightning
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jlseagull wrote 1 year ago: You and I were born with hearts of lightning. Who or what has stolen our fire? Reach out to the sky. … more →
In The Woods To Home
jlseagull wrote 2 years ago: I have felt so lost lately like those two children in that old fable circling around to places once … more →
Death Of A Man
jlseagull wrote 2 years ago: Today, I, along with many, mourn the loss of Sean Taylor, Safety for the Washington Redskins. Anothe … more →
