Category: Blogging
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Musings & Thoughts for Thursday, November 24, 2022, or: Weird Dreams
“Wiseass,” the old man said with gruff wry amusement. “Third condition: It’s a one-way trip back to 1972. This isn’t like in that Stephen King story, ’11/22/63,’ where there’s a gateway back to 2022 that you can slip through whenever you want. This is a one-way trip back in time.” “Well, that’s okay. There’s nothing…
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Tempus Fugit: Remembering Cheryl T: Music from the Original Blog Soundtrack
Last week, as many of you know, I wrote a series of posts in the “memoir” category I call Tempus Fugit (Time Flies) about a boy, a girl, and their painfully brief schoolyard romance at Coral Park in November of 1972. I called it Tempus Fugit: Remembering Cheryl T – 50 Years Later, and even…
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Tempus Fugit: Remembering Cheryl T- 50 Years Later (Epilogue)
I never even talked about Cheryl much with “the girl who came after,” and – I don’t know why the fuck I did this – what little I did say was not true. I don’t remember what cockamamie story I told K the few times that she asked about the girl I had left behind,…
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School, 1972 (Heartsong): Haiku # 10
Afternoon’s cold light Songs played in melancholic keys Remind me of you
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School, 1972 (Heartsong): Haiku #9
Auburn hair, loose, brushed Past fair shoulders gently spills Catches morning’s light
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School, 1972 Revisited (50 Years Later): Haiku #8
Winter’s coming nears Northern winds bring sad gray skies Tears fall like snowflakes
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School, 1972 Revisited (50 Years After): Haiku # 7
Old childhood picture Yellowed, dogeared, still treasured Past heartaches return
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School, 1972 Revisited -(June 1983): Haiku #6
Springtime’s warm embrace Clasps the haunted wide schoolground First love’s promise smashed.
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School, 1972: Haiku #4
Blue skies and white clouds High above the packed schoolyard Below, sad goodbyes
A Certain Point of View, Too 