DMurrell
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9 iz trinity x trinityA Poem by DMurrell9. Jesus winked. How does that grab you? I mea…an, he is cool as the preacher on The Mountain and The Plain. {That's up and down and never.. |
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The Familial Moon Ancient, Winter 2012A Poem by DMurrellWesternmoon is a Celestial bird's nest cradled incloud limbs. See? Ulyssesreckons his path! See hisnight trek guided to thetrash can Rolled to t.. |
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What and Where Is This Well We ImploreA Poem by DMurrellWhat and where is this "well" we implore in subtlenuanced wishing speech: "Oh ...!" or "Oh ...?" or "Oh ...." a gauge for acute ears, sound minded.. |
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Our Family Garden in December is ThisA Poem by DMurrellI cannot but enjoy my Meander mind wandering river like Waters of up-north move down south Seeking the Gulf around Every bend. H2O molecules are.. |
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Interactions In A Rural Christian Camp in Alabama ..A Poem by DMurrellA scouring: The youngChristian from up north... New York State... with steel wool cleanedall the camp cook'siron potsthus scouringyears of what Southe.. |
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A Grim Tale of a Road KillA Poem by DMurrellFoxes belong in tales told to children and adults. Not on the road side of a pastoral narrow lane sort of road between two wooded golf courses whe.. |
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Brief light outA Poem by DMurrell"OUT!" Thumb jerks skyward as the angel of death works his ballgame, an authority rarely wrong. We gather together like the song "We gather tog.. |
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A Living Haiku Is ThisA Poem by DMurrellWinter Solstice came And went. A living Haiku is this day's light. And so are the things we do even like books of haiku between dawn and dusk.. |
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Buffalo SconeA Poem by DMurrellEarth buffalo shaking event happened out in back of the horse stalls when I was a counsilor at ajuvinile delinquentcamp in rural Western Pen.. |
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Armaggedon Weather is HereA Poem by DMurrell2011 December's various greys... not normal days are here nowadays 20th centuryconsumerist's bought, then human wrought reeked in the unrationalis.. |
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