Category: Poetry
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Elephant Song
On evenings filled with rain the elephants believe my open door leads to a green stretch of forest and trundle through. Each concocts a song or howl of her own— a moan of bassoon, a pitch of piccolos and even agonies of strings to tell…
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Choose Life
Choose life until your last breath. Choose life until you hear the Other calling. Choose life while the lights are on and your eyes still focus. Choose life while your heart beats out your days. Choose life while your mind still has questions. Choose life…
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The Black Christian
Blacken trod the rain splashed souls, Amber throbs the heart within. Modernistic troubadour, Opener of darkened doors.
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Spine of a Dog
Spine of a dog curves away from me and against, as heat of a tired dog warms my skin through my sweater, through his fur. He lies, front paws matched, chin tucked alongside them, neat. One still beast; one, antsy with pen at arm’s end,…
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Magic Trick
One morning—for a blink—a black rabbit forages in downtown Seattle. I witness, grin—the rabbit knows shortcuts to Wonderland.
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Furnishings
As February nears, poetry returns. This one is from one of Port Angeles’ finest, Jerry Kraft.
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Scorpion Fable
There once lived a young scorpion Who was always sick from her own poison… Whenever she’d strike with her tail, The back of head would get impaled.

