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Life Sings in the Noble Forest
Generals highway, quiet at daybreak. Sights unseen around each bend. The Kaweah river gleams, rushing through the canyons it has carved for itself. Inspiration steams from my eyes. With every step I admire my surroundings, searching for the best route… Continue reading
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Sonorous Surroundings
In the spirited shine of the sky’s swaying sea, I savor the sun and schlepp my sweet steel stringed sound singer to the summit of a substantially statured and spacious southern Sierran slope. My sauntering slows to a stroll as… Continue reading
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A Dream within a Thread; Springs Unmatched
I wish to breath your joy, hear you laugh and hiss. See your face, full of light, like a dream, cloudless, Realized in a moment frozen. To feel some way that we’ll never forget. ~ In this western rain, the… Continue reading
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A big Thank you! And a few thoughts on inspiration.
I would like to sincerely express my appreciation and gratitude to all of the people who have read any of my posts over the last two years; and especially to those of you who have given me feedback. It means… Continue reading
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Lungs
Trees speak like a man with no name. No ego in their wisdom, nor breadth, nor frame. Wholistic, natural, planetary lungs, Provide us everything. -GKT Continue reading
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Waves of One
This is what I live for. Melodies in threads that speak Waves of one ▫️ Capture the pure; A door that creaks A heartbeat’s run. ▫️ Music, you freak beast lure. Your tranquil, radiant peace Abound, beneath the sun. ▫️… Continue reading
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Floating On A Pin Tip Whisper
Gratitude fucking the sky. It reaches me. The ravens flew. They squawked. I rolled down the passenger-side window, “Take me with you in the sky!” But before I could get the words out, they flew by. Their presence accented an… Continue reading
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Carl Walter Burke & Corey Jay Worsham
~Unparalleled friendship far before individualistic ambition, support before an impression or indication of need; traits to be held in the highest regard. Lead me to my friends and excuse the warm blood flowing through my veins. Let us choose to… Continue reading
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Fiddler’s Dream
Radiant beauty with lock and key, On any street or mountain free. Oh forlorn lucidity. The mirror of my mirror steams. A token vision, A fiddlers dream. -GKT Continue reading
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Welcome to the Love Jungle
Love is a reactive jungle of stem and stone. A chemical cornice of precarious consequence. Avalanching snow sifting through layers of wind blown conversations. Smashing the wild arms of the forest like a 1000 ton boulder tramples a lone sunflower.… Continue reading
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