Russell Willis
/ GreyThoughts.InfoListening to Bella Voce…
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…is magic after all
Noise no longer noise
Sound unrendered by…
By Russell Willis
A poem about the stuff of…
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…are the stuff of knowledge.
Let fly the mind and heart and soul
To find that other…
By Russell Willis
A memory of meeting…
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…I can smell things frying: corndogs, doughnuts, turkey wings, and any number of other members of several food groups. The first tingles of the coming winter and blowing dust…
By Russell Willis
About the historic brick…
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…at a crossroads
this old brick church,
straddles…
By Russell Willis
I once heard someone sigh…
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…is so much
That doesn’t give me hope
There is much more…
By Russell Willis
Listening to Bella Voce…
————
…is magic after all
Noise no longer noise
Sound unrendered by…
By Russell Willis
A poem about the stuff of…
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…are the stuff of knowledge.
Let fly the mind and heart and soul
To find that other…
By Russell Willis
A memory of meeting…
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…I can smell things frying: corndogs, doughnuts, turkey wings, and any number of other members of several food groups. The first tingles of the coming winter and blowing dust…
By Russell Willis
About the historic brick…
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…at a crossroads
this old brick church,
straddles…
By Russell Willis
I once heard someone sigh…
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…is so much
That doesn’t give me hope
There is much more…
By Russell Willis
…years the opportunities
to have changed my mind are countless.
The requisite open-mindedness
I even held as a personal…
By Russell Willis
Struggling against tribalism often…
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…all begins when someone wins
When some idea or doctrine signals
Lie or Truth as befits a conqueror…
By Russell Willis
…been a long time since breakfast
It’s been a long time since her last nap
It’s been a long time since school ended
It’s been a long time since I saw you…
By Russell Willis
…time to time to wonder
Of what particular purpose
We act and are acted upon
Defines our…
By Russell Willis
…momentary
Glimpse of an unfolding
Glance at a glancing blow
Grasp of emerging…
By Russell Willis
One view on the passions which animate a poet
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…like to think that it’s not true:
There’s nothing new under the sun.
But even if there is no…
By Russell Willis
…that wind or machine?
Or brain making sense of the
Incessant roar with
Its background thrum…
By Russell Willis
A simple gift of hope for a new year.
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…gentle kiss of New Year’s Eve
To say goodbye
To know we made…
By Russell Willis
A reflection on those who die in war for the rest of us.
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…should be so simple.
They died to set us…
By Russell Willis
…lie cannot be undone
Hanging around our necks for eternity
Likewise, truth attaches to us
Whether uttered by us or about…
By Russell Willis
"Small Courages" was written an alternative to the debilitating fear…
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…numbed by cowardice
small courages are far too often ignored
unseen in those times of…
By Russell Willis