. My musings found the rhythm, tap, tap, tippity-tap, military drums of times past, bleating, pleading their reminder, across the arid folds of Desert's lap, the famed Buffalo Soldier passed, and Infantry regiments patrolled. Nearby... More »
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Posted on Jun 20th, 2008
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. On the fringe this gem hangs, The fringe of humanity, The fringe of the desert, The fringe of a State, The fringe of a Nation, And beautifully the fringe of real. She beckons with... More »
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. It comes as the Zia Sunrise, Shedding light to spiritualize, On obligations individually internalized. Intelligence through sacred four, To develop a whole being realized, In a body of strength, Sensed through a mind... More »
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Posted on Apr 14th, 2008
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jeepdog
. On a gently windblown ridge, At Three Rivers the symbol is evident, Etched in stone a picture of Souls' reach, To the heavens a plea of Enchantment. Hand on the Spirit. On top of... More »
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. Between the cool airs of the mountain meadow, And the searing airs of the basin’s sands, Is found the gentle warm breeze breathing through the aspens. From the deep reservoirs of trout spawns,... More »
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Brown greets green, black meets white, in the long and beautiful basin, creating a stark contrast for the eye’s delight. Age-old winds carefully drifting ancient sands, and Earth’s spewed blood flowing newer lava. Offsetting one... More »
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