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Once More Unto the Breach, Dear Friends, Once More;

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One door closes and another one opens.

Yep, we’ve all heard that cliche but maybe there is a reason why certain phrases are used so much that they enter cliche status. Sure, it’s an easy way to get our point across when we are trying to comfort a friend or even ourselves, but there must also be some truth behind them.

Time and again I’ve had doors close on me; sometimes slammed right in my face! And yet each time, that proverbial second portal always presented itself, often times when I wasn’t even looking for it. I’ve never been one to shy away from an adventure; the thrill, excitement and yes, uncertainty of the unknown wraps itself around me and pulls me closer into its sensuous grasp. I have sometimes stumbled through only to be met with a dead end or I have fallen into the abyss, losing myself and who I was while I fell.  This time I have been gently coaxed through a doorway barely five feet high.

Whatever lies beyond that delicate entry, I will face it head-on, determined and open-armed; it’s the only way I know.


Written by David A. Ufer

March 4, 2013 at 6:53 am

The Pursuit to be Rebuilt and Reborn

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“I went down into the desert city
Just tryin’ so hard to shed my skin
I crawled deep into some kind of darkness
Lookin’ to burn out every trace of who I’d been”

Living Proof by Bruce Springsteen

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There’s something about the American Southwest, and the desert in particular, that has had a hold on me for quite some time. My bucket list includes a trip to the desert and this year may just be the year I do it. There’s a lot of this country I haven’t seen and it’s time I got around to it. The Grand Canyon, Death Valley and maybe Las Vegas will be on the agenda this year. My friends are welcome to come along, so if you are reading this and are my friend, give me a shout and let’s get planning!

Written by David A. Ufer

February 11, 2013 at 6:36 am

The Drive Home

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The fog clings to the streetlights

Softening their harsh yellow glow

The scene reminds him of up North

When the sky would fill with snow

It’s serene and quiet

And soothing to his mind

His thoughts wander to the weekend

Until they all become entwined

He thinks of her and smiles

Written by David A. Ufer

December 10, 2012 at 6:50 am

The Bus Stop

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People standing, people sitting

On the phone, passing time

Waiting, not speaking.

Tired faces, bored eyes

I sit in traffic, watching

Then I’m gone.

Written by David A. Ufer

December 3, 2012 at 6:45 am

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