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Garden
Posted Sep 3, 2001
In the garden a rain did fall
The setting sun brought thoughts of you
A wind, a whisper, remember my love
As the storm blew in
Morning broke fresh and new
Upon the garden, where we first met
A life time of memorys in me awoke
Born on the whisper of the wind
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"Message"
Posted Jul 6, 2001
Morning bright and cold broke like a flower blooming in a fragrant garden. The crisp air scented with the smell of freshly fallen leaves ushered winter in. The waning days of autumn were about to give birth to the 35th winter of my existence.
The sun an orange orb hung low in the ice blue sky radiating more light than heat awakening memories buried deep in me long ago.
It was such a morning 20 years ago that I received a letter from my grandmother that would one day have a profound effect on me. It came in the form of a birthday card, which I found inside my school locker. There was no earth shatteing message attached to the card only a few generic verses written by some paid by the word poet and signed "Love Grandma Rose."
At the time I received the card, it struck me as odd that it would be in my school locker. After all my grandmother had not communicated with me for over five years and then out of the blue I receive a birthday card from her in my school locker. I remember at the time all the questions running through my head the day I found that card. Why after five years of silence would my grandmother send me this card?
Emotions welled in me, questions nagged but being a teenager after a few days my attention was focused elsewhere and eventually the whole incident was lost to time.
Like waking from a dream, pieces of this memory started to come together on a cold autumn day. Welling up from my subconscious, they were brought to the surface as I stood mesmerized by a giant orange orb hanging in the cold autumn sky.
Morning, bright and cold 20 years since I found that birthday card from my grandmother. 25 years since she died.
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6/03/01
Posted Jun 3, 2001
finaly getting around to reading Arhtur C Clarkes "3001". I have been putting it off since it's release in 1997. I always find it hard to read the final story in a series that i find myself ingrossed in.
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a writer
Posted May 24, 2001
As i look out the window a gray glooming day greets me. Sheets of rain dance across the sky. A duet of finely tuned water, wind and light envelope my senses. Drop by drop the rain plays out it's coriographed story of nature. Overwelmed, the simple blend of natures elements explode cascadeing softly to the ground.
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Another Day
Posted May 24, 2001
Mothers day, shopping mall, come across, book from past, why today?
Stands out, somthing say's, buy it now, somthing know's, but how.
book in hand, home i go, quite night, one good book, one lone light.
before line one, i chance to hear, a man has passed, one less sun.
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