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Observation

Cirrus Bender Clouds froth over a canyon or tilted stein.  Their full effect should be felt in the morning a rousing rumbling overhead. –T.A. Sukany 21 Mar 2017

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Welcome New Year

According to m-w.com, “ACTOR” 2 a :  one who represents a character in a dramatic production b :  a theatrical performer c :  one who behaves as if acting a part Please Believe Me “When the powerful use their position … Continue reading

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Another Haiku for this season

America Would the seemingly growing majority please define “criminal”? –Todd Sukany  26 Oct 2016

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Rio Olympics — near the poo . . . l.

I kept being alarmed by the language of a “reporter,” interviewing athletes who have trained and have proven themselves to be the very elite in their discipline. I was able to sleep after jotting this interpretation of “skill.” #MicheleTafoya While … Continue reading

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Profundity

I love writing poetry as a response to things I find entering my eyes while reading.  Often, I try to press those thoughts into some type of universal.  Hope I made it happen here. Profundity Every life is the best life. … Continue reading

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I Love the Drama of Some Poets

Dear reader. Do you prefer text alone (as this example) or when a graphic is included? To a Video Poet Have I been with you this long?  Jn 14:9   Only Jesus’ words weigh enough to breathe in, look off … Continue reading

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Graduation Celebration

An honors program student gave his presentation comparing two theologians’ understanding and explication of LOVE.  The student offered a powerful, moving Prezi that inspired this poem.  I remembered the student as a freshman and now a graduating senior. In this … Continue reading

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SIXTY-SIX HOURS and FIFTY-SEVEN MINUTES

SIXTY-SIX HOURS and FIFTY-SEVEN MINUTES My rejection arrives much quicker and far less global than the resurrection of Jesus. The New Yorker has no page for the musings of a mid-western poet extolling the virtue of a life braved between … Continue reading

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