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And the talk will lead them
past dreams and discouragements
toward the center of the bloom

:- Doug.

Footprints in the Wind^sm # 2417

Can we cut to the cheese?

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Once I read what a new mother wrote after watching emotions play across her baby’s face. “I saw my baby was my equal in emotions,” was what I recall. In a similar way I am equal to great writers in the insights playing across my humanity.

:- Doug.

There are other
paths to a person’s
soul

:- Doug.

Of a morning I wrote three poems
no matter I am happy

:- Doug.

What will we say
do the words matter
will we thank

:- Doug.

For some hope
means
something wakes up

:- Doug.

Destruction comes easy
Building up is long and we
are tired and older

:- Doug.

Ask for conversation—your other doesn’t have to participate, but it’s good for the rest of us that you do.

:- Doug.

I am a conversation practitioner—someone learning, doing, and imagining—not an expert. The two-rut road of conversation rolls out before me.

:- Doug.

Footprints in the Wind^sm # 2416

Sigh
glass and water
reflect

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Is ecstasy—standing outside oneself—to be found in conversing? Or from going out to conversation?

:- Doug.

Mr. President, are you satisfied with your life? What’s missing?

:- Doug.

What suppose you is the elemental truth of conversing?

:- Doug.

What makes you diff’rent
is the secret hiding place
of uttermost worth

:- Doug.

It seems an irony that someone not talking can find friends so readily as John Francis does. Yet: words might not be necessary: Share a laugh—or tears.

:- Doug.

With himself
he is at war
pity him
pity us
what can we do for him?

:- Doug.

Footprints in the Wind^sm # 2415

Get out
and soak up some sun
from others’ souls

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Conversation has become my way to slow in life, so as to take in beauty on the way.

:- Doug.

Come close enough
to feel your friend’s breath
re-weaving your heart

:- Doug.

Silks of rain blown by the wind
except nothing from skies
and wind only of spirit:
Dancing labyrinths of scents,
sounds, seasonings, and texture

:- Doug.

Poking holes
off we go into the wild
grey yonder

:- Doug.

Each grandchild is precious. The more you have, the less earth for each. Please don’t have so many!

:- Doug.