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3:23 p.m. - 2008-09-14
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Donald R. Anderson
Caramel

On squeezed pedals,
of warm lips
on fried ice cream.
On vanilla molasses sassafras,
of nutmeg on hot rice, milk, and sugar.
Of dark chocolate,
and white chocolate.
Of cinnamon and salsa
in salty appetizers under bright sunbeams.
Of wedding cake in Spring,
with doves released.
Of calico cats,
and shivering puppies.
Of glass castles on air,
that by technological foundations
suddenly become real.
Of the jungle life,
lost slowly but slowly regained.
Of Earth's storms
reclaiming land in vengeance
as if we knew what we were doing.
Of bands that last through decades,
and leave their mark for people
born after they have all passed.
Of reliving experiences through
the words on pages yellowed like
the Constitution.
Of the wild west web,
and wild east web.
Of Jamaican reggae under mango trees.
Of Native American rugs,
the few that are still hand crafted.
Of Frank Sinatra,
and Pink.
Of midnight blue diamonds
on silver rings
thrown into wishing wells
for new starts.
Of dinners alone at sushi restaurants,
and running into an old friend.
Of bus rides and long walks,
and boat cruises up river
with video cameras and snacks.
Of life.
Of one life, each of us, in their own way.
Of life for all,
uniting our global family
in a free world,
free of the evil called war.

 

 

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