There must have been some animals two or three work horses with thick tails swatting barnyard flies some white or brown chickens, maybe a cat sunning in a porch a guard dog leaning against the steps but I don’t recall the clucking of hens and scratching of long wrinkled claws on hay nor the neighing […]
Filed under: Debbie Okun Hill by akublik Date 6 August, 2009
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There is a time, a change in rhythm almost poetic, a clock ticking deep within his body, circadian a movement between dark and light a time to dream beneath quilt cover a time to open his eyes a time to sit on rocks soak up sun stains on beach lined resort fill vacation hourglass with […]
Filed under: Debbie Okun Hill by akublik Date 16 July, 2009
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