Tag Archives: Poetry

January Sky

Posted on February 13, 2012 by randomyriad

Writing at my desk, I turn my head and see clouds through windows,  piling and stretching, coalescing, unlike the hard edges of human symbols rigid traps for thoughts sent from one isolated mind to others. Clouds roam the January sky … Continue reading →

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September 2011: Suddenly Everything is Put in Motion

Posted on February 12, 2012 by randomyriad

In September I embarked on a  new career path to become Physical Therapist Assistant. With the help of a worker retraining grant, I enrolled in prerequisite courses. It was a huge step for me after 25 years as an early … Continue reading →

Posted in All part of the process, change, Dreamtime, Fiction, mindworks, my life, personal history, poetry, Questions and riddles, Self-Experiments, Teaching and Learning, Telling Stories, the end is the beginning, thinking in words, time travel, visions from the dark side, working world | Tagged , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

The End of August: 2 Dreams, 3 Poems and Some Things in Between.

Posted on January 18, 2012 by randomyriad

8/9   Dream: From the dirt road,  I steer a car sliding into the drive sideways. As it slows I leap from the seat. Hearing my daughter’s cries echo deep from a half-full pale, I pull her out. Her head disfigured, … Continue reading →

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Another Spam Poem

Posted on January 10, 2012 by randomyriad

A chunk of spam sliced and arranged:     A  Drift Right! human speeches memorial eyes room and ride  big  Inner-system sound    a round rowdy should always not forget currently glowing leader ship,  speaking in one zone boat, brother!

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Summer Thoughts and Dreams: July 2010

Posted on January 10, 2012 by randomyriad

Journal Entry: 7/2 Human contact has always been a mixed experience for me. I am often left with the feeling that I should’ve done something differently or I should be different somehow. At my last job I came as close … Continue reading →

Posted in can't really complain but, change, developing relationships, discovery and recovery, Dreamtime, Mexico, mindworks, my life, Mythical and mysterious, personal history, poetry, Questions and riddles, summer, Telling Stories, thinking in words, visions from the dark side, Wacky World, Walking, winter, working world | Tagged , , , , , , | Leave a comment