That empty feeling, multiplied by silence.


Sacramento Valley. Dusk. 

Another sunset.

Up and out from under the causeway, 

The bats take flight. By the thousands.

Higher, above, a red-tail hawk circles the floodplain.

And in the town?

The sounds of knives and forks against plates.

Television sets light the windows.

Define loneliness;

That empty feeling, multiplied by silence.

Your face in the mirror.

Sacramento Valley. Dusk. 

Another sunset.

-jobe


Coyote bones bleached white by the sun;

Someone has ceased to live in the moment.

-jobe



Don’t think that your individual actions don’t make a difference. Every little bit helps. Besides, you are modeling for others. Who knows how many people you might inspire?
-Susan Moon


Never miss a good chance to shut up.
-Will Rogers


The future ain't what it used to be.
-Yogi Berra


Conflict Resolution for Holy Beings, by Joy Harjo

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thanks/jobe


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