Author Archives: pdholm

Purple Ribbons

Purple ribbons streaming names sidewalk’s prey remembered. Advertisements

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Old dog

Old Jack Russell Autumn sun last rays

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Monday Aug. 21 ’17

The Sun amused by the tiny moon – with crescent smile – plays peek-a-boo

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I took a walk in the rain

I took a walk in the rain today.  Got to wear my new rain jacket. On Madison, a teal shirt hangs half in half out of the After Hour Depository. A man with a stubbled chin sheltering under an Absolut … Continue reading

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Fences

Parallel fences along the property line – a narrow no-man’s land between. The older fence, a weathered gray with pointed knob atop each post. The upright slats are cut, just so, to suggest a falling rising wave. The other one, … Continue reading

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Street music

What do I listen to? It all depends in summer, with the windows open, I listen to the street The harrumph of garage trucks beep-beeping delivery trucks 4-wheeled rap blasting air brakes of the Pink line bus – murmur of … Continue reading

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kindness in Baltimore City

Baltimore is a divided city – black and white and in between. Some see the other as enemy. But that’s not so. For example, today I took my white-haired, white lady self and my small red cart down the street … Continue reading

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