Sleep with your feet toward the road --poems by Ted Burke
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Wednesday, August 5, 2015. For a blue moon. For a blue moon. Who wouldnt cut off an arm. In a coat sleeve. Too tight around the skin and. Veins that pop up. In old trees,. For a blue moon. You need an eye in each head. And be fast enough. To catch your profile. That emerges in every dream. You have about walking. Through the woods,. The canopy of trees over head. And the light of the house. At the end of the path,. The open window,. The stars over the city,. For a blue moon. Across the bay,. That goes o.CONTENT
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Shake like a dog! And experience oneness with all that is. Monday, March 21, 2011. There was a strange full moon hanging powerfully in the night sky as I set up the double triangle configuration of stones and crystals on the lightly frosted ground of the last eve of Winter. I had not planned on being up at Hazeldeane, but a head cold had encouraged me to take the retreat.