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Saying Goodbye To Warren

He was the only friend I had who would dive on the hood of a car. What does that mean? Look around you and you will see it meant a lot.

A Dream I Won’t Forget

An enchanted forest kingdom, a big dark swimming pool, out to sea

Selected Poems

Who Dies?

If we examine our fear of death we see in it a fear of the moment to follow, over which we have no control. In it is a fear of impermanence itself, of the next unknown changing moment of life.

Celluloid Children

Grandma was a person of the Middle Kingdom. The center of civilized life. With one hand she propped up a star-gazer, and with the other she reached down to the bowels of life to offer a hand to the lost and bewildered.

Sunbeams

There are said to be creative pauses,
pauses that are as good as death, empty
and dead as death itself.
And in these awful pauses the
evolutionary change takes place.

D.H. Lawrence

The Funeral

He remembered feeling sick with fear. She had been breathing with difficulty, the air making a rasping sound in her throat. She sounded different — almost impolite. Sounds that used to mean Nana were the floating notes of her harpsichord, the soft rustle of the pages she turned in story books, songs half hummed half whispered, and the small clicking of her knitting needles.

Selected Poems

Mirrors

The Poetry Of Pamela Perkins Atkinson

There Is A Place Where You Are Not Alone

“Rely on yourself” and “Do not rely on yourself” alone are not conflicting ideas. One must rely on what he is, but what he is is not alone.