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The Pages of My Mind

by Stan Sunny Isaacs

150 pages; quality trade paperback (softcover); catalogue #03-0923; ISBN 1-4120-0554-X; US$17.00, C$19.00, EUR14.00, £10.00

Sunny Isaacs writes with wonderful imagery, taking us to where we don't always want to go with his writings but always bringing us home safely.

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About the Book Sunny Isaacs takes us "there", wherever "there" is, with all the wonder of childhood, the infectious grin of exuberant joy and the aching beauty of the desert or mountains. We feel renewed and stronger after a trip with his words.

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About the Author Stan Sunny Isaacs, a native of New York City, has been a desert denizen for the past twenty-five years in arizona, New Mexico and Utah. A free spirit and wanderer by nature, he get his writing inspiration from people, nature, river, mountains and the causes he comes in contact with.

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Sample Excerpts

THE MIGHTY COLORADO RIVER

With my eyes closed I'm floating.
Reliving the moving waters of the Colorado River.
Taking into account the turbulence, the churning.
The brilliant white tips of water as we slide,
Deep into the moaning of the rapids.

It is a heavy people laden boat.
Yet of no significance to the power of the river.
Even with a mighty oarsman at the helm,
We are at the mercy of the flow.
And fair game to submerged rocks, hiding below the surface.

Yet today the river is a shadow,
Of what it was before this long drought.
And lack of snow on the mountains,
Slowed the swell of this mighty highway.
That runs between banks far below their high water marks.

It is fitting that we bring our water filled bodies,
To merge and swim as in our mothers' wombs.
With the buoyancy and support of a river,
That nourishes our souls and feeds,
The spiritual yearnings of a humble man.

I am beholden to a mighty God.
That creates and sustains such natural wonders.
And lets the taproot of my being be soothed,
By the rushing, life giving waters of a mighty river,
That will always be mighty in my being.

HOMEMADE SUNSHINE

When the sun goes down,
I know where he goes.
I fold him up very carefully,
And put him in my pocket.
What a nice safe and warm place,
For him to sleep.

Sometimes on cloudy, dreary,
Or rainy days, I have to say:
"Come on sun, get up
Were all waiting for you to shine."
We all have our sun filled pockets,
Our dreams and memories.

So if I'm not there,
Just reach into your pocket,
Tie on a long string,
Breathe life into your sun,
And let him follow,
Over your shoulder.

A big glowing, yellow balloon,
Filled with love,
And shining every day,
To light your way.

HOSPICE LAMENT

Spermatozoon,
Swimming in the stream,
Living on the edge,
Watching from the field of dreams.
My life is never what it seems.

Lies within lies,
Living deep inside,
Giving into sleep,
What does the darkness hide?

Einstein said it all one day,
E=MC2 and then we had Einsteinium.
Now we can all go out to play.
Flashbulbs heralding in the new millenium.
Are we all swimming against the tide?

Congratulations,
Such a long word,
Shouting, shouting, to be heard.
Who really gives a twit.
All bottled up inside.

When a leaf falls before its time,
And birds are winging far from home.
Teardrops seam an aging face.
Her memories so out of place.

Darkness beckons to an empty void.
Singing songs that aren't heard.
Time again spinning out of hand.
Goodbye, my love,
It's time to still the band.

THE PAGES OF MY MIND
(A love song)

Sometimes I sit for hours,
Just looking at the flowers,
Watching birds in the trees,
Walking in a summer breeze.

While reading I'll close my eyes,
Daydreaming shapes in the skies.
Look at that great big sun,
And think of you having fun.

In the pages of my mind,
I've drawn a picture of you.
I can see your face anytime
In the pages of my mind.

Joys of life we share together,
No cares about the weather.
Lying there on the beach,
Having you within my reach.

Walking the trail, hand in hand,
To the top above the sand.
Having the day just for us,
You took my heart on the bus.

In the pages of my mind,
I've drawn a picture of you.
I can see your face anytime
In the pages of my mind.

In the pages of my mind,
I've drawn a picture of you.
I can see your face anytime
In the pages of my mind.

Love thoughts across deserts fly,
Riding winds into the sky.
Mountain tops still wearing snow,
Waterfalls cascading below.

Flowers with bright shining faces,
Blossoming in their places.
Bird songs that we can sing,
While watching them try out new wings.

In the pages of my mind,
I've drawn a picture of you.
I can see your face anytime
In the pages of my mind.

New life is sprouting everywhere,
Love and spring are in the air.
Giggling we wear silly faces,
Sharing inside special places.

Joys of life that we can know,
Soaring is spirits we sow,
Thoughts of love I send your way,
To warm your heart on this day.

In the pages of my mind,
I've drawn a picture of you.
I can see your face anytime
In the pages of my mind.

In the pages of my mind,
I've drawn a picture of you.
I can see your face anytime
In the pages of my mind.

SORROW

Swimming, floating languidly on the water. Feeling the buoyancy
under my body. Leaving the float behind with all the
cares and sorrows I piled there. Overhead is a clear blue sky. A
sky that hasn't cried for a long time. The water is friendly, it
supports and holds me in its embrace. Time passes without
being witnessed and escapes to where no one is counting.

This is the day I lost my baby. The girl I have carried and protected
with the warmth of my heart these past four months.
Today under the icy glare of the operating room lights we
said goodbye. Now I float, hoping that the river will take me
too and let me join her in the peace of the forgotten.

I feel the water swirling over my breasts. Lapping up to my
nose and mouth. It would be so easy to give into the temptation
of just letting go. I could end it all right now and give
that bastard Jack the satisfaction of taking Johnny and Annie
to live with him. That's what he always wanted, for me to give
up and let him steal my babies away.

I hear their cries in the night and know I could never leave
them in such a cowardly way. Another day, I'll take my heavy
heart to another day when goodbyes don't leave me crying
and sinking. Today just let me float my sorrows away.

VALENTINES DAY

Across the hidden places of my heart,
You search me out;
Following the tracery of my daily life,
So death can never conquer,
The secret celebration of our souls.

I will always include you in my life.
My heart is overflowing with you.
I need you more than ever,
To keep the comforts and the joys we've always known.
I love you, and always will.

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