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This is where you will find my unpublished poems and fiction, reviews of works by other authors, and guest posts.
Poem by Think in the Morning: If Stones Could Speak
If stones could speak The asteroids would say In their squeaky voices “Look out!” The moon would drawl John Wayne style as it sauntered along. Mountains would bellow like bears, Hills hiccup. The buttes, crags and mesas would echo Words of comfort to the...
Poem by Think in the Morning: The Old Sea Gull Cellar Bar
The genius of the original Sea Gull Cellar Bar,The one before the fire,Was that when in positionThe bartender could hear the front doorBut not see itAnd those who enteredInto the dark interiorHad to wait for their eyes to adjustBefore they could find their wayThrough...
Poem by Think in the Morning: Three Deer
Three deer eat in the mowed meadowTasting the flavor of gasoline and grass.I see them out of the glass windowAnd watch the wind furl their coats.They eat hungrily.The gasoline will kill them eventually.We have come by the way of the winding highwayStopped by...
Poem by Think in the Morning: Two Poems
Night and Day Oh Forest WoodYou block the sunAnd now the timeFor play is done.The mushroomed meadow, the needled rugLie in silenceThe worm, the root, the beaded dewWait in darkness.So quickly comes the dusk,The orange muddled night break,Privileged witness to the...
Poem By Think In The Morning: Nothing
I know that you areStanding thereIn your roomThinking how beautifulLife isBelieving that you canControl yourselfThat you can exist on a dietOf water and air.You are happy to be aloneLonely, but happy.It is inevitableThat you will remember ParisThat you will feel the...
Poem by Think in the Morning: On The Fourth Of July 2021
On The Fourth of July 2021(Inspired by William Blake, Auguries of Innocence) The silent journey of fish upstreamEmbarks the infant on his dream. Those whose love the trumpets singAre those who have no such thing. A love that suffers through the blightOutlasts the...
Poem by Think in the Morning: Truth
Truth I can rememberWhen I was youngerPossessed by hungerFor Truth.Now I am olderThinAnd starving.
Poem by Think in the Morning: Rue de Marchands
Rue de Marchands I made my fortune selling hot dogsalong the Rue de Marchandsand am left now to squander itamong the fig trees of paradise. I made my fortune selling investmentsalong the boulevardsand am left now to squander itamong the fig trees of...
Poem by Think in the Morning: Ode To Spring
There have been no new translations from the Sanskrit this week.Philosophy is at a low point.Giant Matilija poppies in the gardenOvergrownHave collapsedThe stems and bloomsForming circlesHollow in the middleWhere silently at sunsetEmptiness waits for a messiah.This...
Book Review – Came A Horseman by Paul McHugh
NOTE: This book is available at the Gallery Bookshop in Mendocino and at all fine book outlets Paul McHugh’s latest novel, Came A Horseman, is set on the north coast of California. This makes the novel of particular interest to us at Think in the Morning as that...
Chester Anderson – The Butterfly Kid – Mendocino – The Sea Gull – The “Sixties”
Chester was erudite and twisted; this is a lovely combination. Peter Lit, The Caspar Inn We are each a reflection of our culture. In the melting pot of America, a culture may be no more than a family tradition. It could be...
Poem by Think in the Morning – Hummingbird
Hummingbird? Is that you?I thought I heardThe beating of your wingsOut on the bough of hollyWhere the Robin sings.You have been to the oceanAnd back. As I can seeFrom the way you bob your headTo and froYou have gathered the flotsam and jetsam of lifeAnd are flitting...