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Monthly Archives: June 2013
An Opponent, March 17, 2008
Kelly green blouse shouts for attention Competing with four-leaf clover broach On standard black courtroom suit Of short-skirted trim blond woman Perched on too-high heels Acting like she knows it all Originally published in The Scrambler, Issue 41.
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Lake Orange Road
Damp air weights the breath of all breathing things As pulsating glimmer of eastern sky Promises fire of burning sunrise Lizards scuttle into the dried out grass Seeking refuge from approaching feet as North Carolina woods drip last night’s storm
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Read me! “Escaped”
Published in Mused BellaOnline http://www.bellaonline.com/review/issues/winter2012/f001.html
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A new Ezekiel Grate Adventure is now available.
Read The Case of the Slipped Memorize! http://www.amazon.com/Slipped-Memorize-Ezekiel-Adventure-ebook/dp/B00DFIZ5FO/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1371598626&sr=8-1&keywords=bruce+j.+berger+ezekiel
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Waiting Out the Storm: October 28, 2012 — A Poem (Revised)
Yellow and orange lines track the march of tides and violence Winds that spiral towards the citadel of justice whose hulkingMass of concrete and glass bravely faces the approaching storm. The onslaught of nature pressing its way attacking without remorseAs … Continue reading
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Because It Does: A Poem
life extends because it does/the robin who learned to create an egg/ is still with us today but / flowers that did not seek themselves to seed/ vanish beyond memory we breed in cells that figure/ the secret of the ages secreting/ mirrors … Continue reading
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Waiting Out the Storm: A Poem from a Trial in Long Island, NY, October 28, 2012
Yellow and orange lines track the march of tides and violence Winds that spiral towards the citadel of justice whose hulking Mass of concrete and glass faces towards the approaching storm. The onslaught of nature pressing its way attacking … Continue reading
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