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And Words Are All I Have

What gets lost...

For Keeps

Why did I not grab every moment
and make it sing.
Look into people’s faces and find stories there
to take me into my old age.

We don’t take the time.
Do we?
Blithely we pass untraveled roads,
agonizing instead about the minutiae of our lives,
pairs and doubles,
the matched sets of things.

What will we leave?
Fragments of ourselves,
not the real thing.
The thing underneath it all
that makes our hearts beat,
gives breath to our dearest self.

That --
That which is
the best of us,
somehow gets muddled,
then irrevocably lost,
in our blind rush toward
the rest.

Why did I not grab every moment
And make it sing.



~~ Tricia McCallum

Sad Tiny Sound Bites

News at 11 Warren Beatty will now be remembered as the old guy who screwed up at the Oscars. Forget his landmark films, his dangerous Clyde Barrow looks. That scene in Reds where he and Keaton reunite at the train station, The one that left you breathless: I saw it in a commercial the other day for Citibank. All of …
Sad Tiny Sound Bites

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