The Poem

A state of mind
Where images and perceptions
Appear as shards of glass.

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Quicksand

He kept us intrigued;
With wise words and false wisdom.

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What Happened to – IT?

There is nothing new to be said;
Nothing cleaver to be read.
All creativity is rendered dead.
Nothing left – but this silly little verse,
Inside my head.
Please “Shut Up”!

A Positive Spin

A shimmer through the glass
in keeping with the lateness
-of the day.

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Please Make ‘It’ Go Away

The familiar feeling descended
like the yellowed pages of
a very old, well read book.
He was comfortable, but not – happy.

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I’m glad it’s over

That’s the title of the talk I gave last Tuesday. I joined the Palo Alto Early Risers Toastmasters about a month ago. This was my second speech. (I hand wrote the first one and am too lazy to type it up.)

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