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the invasion of the duckies

Coincidental with the arrival of my grandson a considerable fleet of small duckies was observed surrounding the bath tub kwacks have been reported in the vicinity severally arrayed as tummy surfers and sand engineers in bright beachwear with pleasant grins … Continue reading

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Deadline

blind locomotive dragging cars and passengers on rigid steel toward the insistent bridge words tumble in rows stacking broken pencils crushed against an anvil insistent time pushing all before it toward the vertical sky

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After snowblowing

Rounded mounds of salt bruised snow fill my yard Clearing out a winter storm is not so hard Used to be after snow I’d man the tools Shovel and scoop and treat my back somewhat cruelly Now I have an … Continue reading

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