Tag Archives: “The Best of Life”

The autumn and the winter of the years

“…out of nothing … Leslie Holt dreamt she was a Contemporary Poet.” Continue reading

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What every playing field should have

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Gestation

About birthdays: I have myriad by this time. May I live each day in its celebration. ~ Leslie RunawayKeyboard Holt Continue reading

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CYL: One thousand four hundred sixty

“CYL: One thousand four hundred sixty”   Four years to the day, she understands a little more still imagining, tho, she hears an expected “what’s new” and even tho she’s been rehearsing normalcy, or at least her version, her best … Continue reading

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02:22

“Insomnia is a gift; awake, outside the wolves roust full moon geese.” Leslie RunawayKeyboard Holt Continue reading

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Channeling Jack

Channeling Jack The unsold news included reports That she read with watery eyes The squid and the clams laughed at this No different, they tittered, from the bubbles that rose from her fifty-two years of sighs. She decided to speak … Continue reading

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When

“When I change the way I look at things, the things I look at change.” A day of sadness She looks for a moment through his eyes. All is well.

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