Monthly Archives: September 2011

Tall For Fall …Floral Friday

Assonance is fun.  That is the similarity of vowel sounds in words that are close together in a sentence or a poem.  I think of the often used assonance, “I was a poet and didn’t know it”.  The word combination … Continue reading

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Overnights

Most nights I’d get into my little Vega Kammback wagon and head out to work. From the Lawrence Expressway/Stevens Creek Boulevard, San Jose on ramp, I’d floor the gas pedal to merge into northbound traffic on the Junipero Serra, 280 … Continue reading

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Mystery Painting

I saw it at the thrift store in Sioux City, Iowa.  There was something oddly charismatic about the painting, even standing on its left side, dusty and cob webby.  I picked it up and positioned it properly.  I noticed that … Continue reading

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Karma Train four

I wake up about 4:00 am. I hear Mira in the kitchen preparing for the day’s activities. She has a hungry husband and two children to feed, not to mention two house guests, Reddy and Me. I crawl out of … Continue reading

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Karma Train three

Bangalore was just a stop over point for the time being.  I planned to see more of the city after my retreat at Sera Je was completed.   Meantime, there was more of rural Karnataka State to see on the way … Continue reading

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Karma Train two

As the bus driver played dodge-em cars and passed vehicles while climbing hills on the narrow two lane road, my body began to rebel.  It was a combination of factors that all came together to collide in two places…my gut … Continue reading

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Karma Train one

The antiquated black ceiling fan spins rapidly.  The motor shroud has been long lost.  I study the windings encased in layers of greasy dust.  Maybe the spinning motion will hypnotize me to sleep.  The loud roar of several other fans … Continue reading

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